MIGUELI held Salvatore tight, not letting go even as he trembled in my arms like something broken. His face was buried in my neck while his hot breath came out unevenly on my skin. It was clear that he was trying hard not to fall apart. He sniffled hard, clenching my shirt like I might disappear if he let go.“Shh,” I whispered, rocking us slowly. “Sal, I’m here. I’ve got you.”My voice came out better than I felt, even with the tear running hot down my cheek. I kept patting his back, holding him, like I could glue all his pieces back together with just my hands.His voice cracked when he finally spoke. “I kept calling you, Miguel… where were you?”My stomach twisted at the accusation laced with hurt. He was like a child waking up alone after a nightmare. I kissed the top of his head, then kissed his cheek too, tasting his tears.“My phone was in the car,” I said softly. “I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t see it. I should have— I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere.”His body shook agai
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-06-27 Baca selengkapnya