Sara
We had gotten rid of Cynthia, at least where our working life was concerned. Her vague threats were a little unsettling, but I was glad I didn't have to see her in the publishing offices ever again.
Now, it was time to say goodbye to another woman who had overstayed her welcome in my life. I found this one much harder to deal with.
"This doesn't have to be the end," Jaxon offered sweetly. He brushed his fingers softly down on my face. I wanted to keep them there forever. After all we had been through, nothing felt better than him here, touching me, comforting me, and holding me.
"I know, and I know what she said. But how could I ever trust her again after what she's done?" I was asking myself more than I was asking him. I tried to picture it–I tried to imagine having a future w
