CaldenIt’s soft at first, like she’s trying to hold it in, then it breaks into a strangled sob and I hear my own name fall from her lips. Jodie is sobbing. And she’s calling my name.My chest tightens, and for a moment, my fingers curl slowly against the door because I’ve never heard her cry like that. Not once. Not in all the years she’s been my wife. Jodie has always been quiet, strong, almost too composed. This… this broken little sound isn’t her.Before I even realize it, I push the door open quietly. Erix pushes forward in my head, uneasy. *She’s hurting,* he says, and he sounds restless, I can feel the burning ache in her chest.“I know,” I whisper back to him, even though I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. Jodie has never really directed her feelings toward me, or maybe I’ve just never tried to listen, because she always looked… so strong.The room is dim, the curtains pulled, and the light on the bedside table giving off a weak glow. Jodie is curled up on the bed, clutchin
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