Over the three months since I said those words, Hudson truly kept his promise.He never made me shed another tear. Not even for a single second.The wounds on his shoulder had long since healed, but the careful, tender way he treated me hadn't diminished in the slightest."Avery, it's my turn," Hudson's voice sounded close to my ear, carrying a hint of barely detectable nervousness.I looked up.It was Oakhaven University's Spring Ball. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow over the students twirling on the dance floor in their colorful evening gowns and suits.I was wearing a pale silver gown, the hem flowing like liquid moonlight.Hudson wore a sharply tailored dark suit, standing right by my side like a fierce protector who refused to leave my side for even a moment.For the past three months, he had escorted me to and from every class, accompanied me through every lab experiment, and whenever my mental barrier training pushed me to the brink of collapse, he was always there, using h
Read more
LOGIN
