Her heart sunk, knowing how much agony he must be facing to finally admit it outright like this. Hells, what she’d give to be able to lift his burdens even a little…
Her thumb continued to gently trace his cheek. “Then let me help you. Talk it out, do what you need to do…you know I’m here.”
Her thumb continued to gently trace his cheek. “Then let me help you. Talk it out, do what you need to do…you know I’m here.”
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How could he speak about the dread with which he looked
He closed his eyes, tilting his cheek into her hand. "You help. Just being here, you help more than you know."
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