"Abby."
I drew in a deep, shuddering breath, letting it out slowly. My eyes stayed closed as I concentrated on my breathing.
"Abby. Look at me, sweetheart. Please."
I opened my eyes. My tears had stopped a while ago, but my eyes still felt hot. Kieran hadn't moved from where he'd been since his bombshell,
(by any means)
holding the bars in a white-knuckled grip. The stricken look on his face didn't dissipate the raging storm inside my head, but it did break through a little.
"I'm sorry," I managed. "I-"
"Knock knock!" came a cheerful voice.
Startled, I turned fast, heart pounding. Rowan whistled as he made his way down the steps. I flicked a quick glance over to Kieran. He looked as tense as I felt. I was certain we were both thinking the same thing: now what?
"Apologies for
