Voices in the Snow (Black Winter, #1)

by Darcy Coates

It bled resentment.

He had always put her first—with their food, with their resources, and with his time.

He had done what he always did—he had tried to help her, selflessly, wholeheartedly, no matter the cost to him.

And he was kind, not in the way that expected anything in return and not that he was even trying to be kind. He just was.

Words were impossible. In their place, touch would do.