step back, then push the letters into her hands. Her family doesn’t always obey the custom of burning everything, either. She’ll understand. “I need you to keep these for me. Hide them. Don’t let anyone…burn them.” My voice breaks. She glances down at the letters, and her eyes widen before her shoulders curve inward and her face crumples. “What are tho—” Ridoc starts, looking over her shoulder and falling silent. “Shit.” “No,” Rhiannon whispers, but I know she’s not denying me the favor. “Not Liam. No.” Her gaze slowly rises to meet mine.
Sobbing again i want liam back
