“Don’t,” I beg him, crying harder. “Don’t ignore me.” “I’ll never ignore you,” he states. “Show yourself you can stand on your own two feet.” “I can’t. I can’t. Blake! I can’t!” My fingers go back to my mouth and my knees ache when I crash onto them. I look up at him, needing him to pick me up, hold me close, fill me full of him so I can breathe again. “Don’t leave me.” “I’ll never leave you, baby. Get up. Stand up, Mercer. Don’t let Ben win.”
