She’s holding his f*****g hand.
Like that is going to absolve her of her sins.
Her eyes smile at me when she first spots me, as if I’m her favorite person and she’s happy to see me. But as soon as she sees the pain etched, the lines formed from worry now hardened into rage, her smile drops.
And Kai can’t hide the agony streaming through her body as she holds Zeke’s hand. Every part of her body is begging her to let go. Her mind is screaming, her heart pumping wildly trying to get her to flee. She holds her hand calm in Zeke’s, but the rest of her body is on edge as if Zeke’s a lion about to attack her.
Good. She deserves every drop of pain she’s feeling. She’s responsible for Zeke’s condition in the first place.
But when my gaze turns to Zeke, he looks happy, content. Sure, he’s
