Matt's POV
Renda's eyes had been glossy with tears after I told her. Lucas howled with grief. I wanted to hold her, but I knew she would reject me. Despite what she said, she didn’t seem to like touching much at all. I was doing my best to remember that and respect her space.
When she left to return to her room it took everything in me not to go after her and comfort her. She was always pretending to be so strong, but I could feel her pain radiating out of her. It made her beautiful eyes dull and her smile dime. Why couldn't she lean on me a little bit? Why did she always pretend to be strong? It was like she was afraid to show weakness in front of me. Did she think I would hurt her or take advantage of that weakness?
I know the bastards who used her while she was at Larry’s and Midnigh
