C18 Eighteen

Zoey's POV

"Emma!" I squeal, launching myself at her. Her blasé expression brightens and morphs into a excited one.

"Zoey!" She opens her arms for me. I pull her into a tight embrace. She looks better now, more regenerated, more lively. There's more colour on her lips and cheeks since yesterday. Her hair is combed into two low pigtails. I can feel her grin against my shoulder