Did I say or do something wrong? His chest seized, and leaden heat sank into his belly, twisting his insides into knots. That had been her final message, three days ago. She’d wondered what she had done wrong. His resolve had very nearly crumbled after receiving that message, and it remained tenuous even now. Of all the wrongs he’d done, hurting her seemed the most heinous, the most unforgivable. It’s to keep her safe.
