Paige waited for Emily, through her own fears, through Emily's girlfriends and grief. The truth is, Paige would always wait for Emily. From the first kiss, there was no one else for her. And here she was, in her bed, Emily; her girlfriend.

Paige had once thought she would never be able to say that. Emily was Maya's. She would always be Maya's. Paige knew that. But she had been there for Emily, as whatever Emily needed. Because that's what you do when you love someone. That's what made room for Paige in Emily's heart.

"Are you sure?" She needs to ask. It's her first time, but she knows how much more scary it will be for Emily. But the small nod and shy smile reassures her that she's ready too.