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“she was my best friend.” and she meant it. because natalie was the only one who kept her secret for 25 years. everyone else would’ve outed her, killed her, or just pretended she didn’t exist. but natalie didn’t. natalie was rude and distant, sure—but misty understood that. and still stayed.

she inhaled $300 worth of weed smoke to save natalie’s life because natalie had once saved hers. and it was misty that natalie saw, hallucinated, the night before they ended up in the wilderness. they were tied together from the very start.

their relationship was messy and twisted and painful—natalie punched misty, misty spied on her—but they were there. always. and in the end, misty didn’t mean to take her life. she only meant to save her. she acted on instinct to protect the only person who’d ever done anything for her. who never ruined her life. who, by some miracle, didn’t shut her out completely.