Wyatt Never Had To Speak Until One Day Everything Changed

on him rather than something he had brought on himself.

“I’m not doing anything to you,” I said. “I’m finishing something I should have finished months ago.”

He looked at me then in the way he used to look at me when I hesitated. Waiting for the familiar pull toward the middle. Waiting for me to walk it back even slightly, even one step, just enough continue reading …