BETRAYAL: The Day I Died.
His arms went around me, pulling me into him.
The moment his chest pressed against mine, my heart cracked open. I didn’t even try to stop it this time. I rose from the bed, clinging to him with both arms. His scent, his warmth, the familiar way his hands held me was too much. The sobs broke free, shaking through me, and I felt his tears fall against my shoulder.