“Trust me you can do this…”
“Are you sure?”
Jill looked back at Kirin, his long silver hair fluttering in the breeze with an infectious grin all over his face as he swiped the hair away from his auburn eyes. He had to be kidding, right? No, he was as serious as ever. She took a breath and looked down, the cliff she stood upon was a sheer fall, the crashing of waves under her sounded miles away; vertigo swam through her head and she could feel her knees go weak. There was no way she could do this, could she?