Snow In Sin
"Because sleeping apart isn't fixing anything, it's just making us both miserable."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"No," Emma admitted. "But I'm tired of being scared and angry. I'd rather work through this together than keep pushing you away."
I pulled her close and kissed her forehead. "Thank you for giving me another chance."
"Don't make me regret it," Emma said, but she was smiling slightly.
"I won't," I promised.
That night I moved back into our room and we lay in bed talking about everything, the restitution fund, the board, our future plans.