Now, Callum was back at Willowfield with strict instructions to rest, but we hadn’t. Making love with his arm in a sling had proven an interesting task, but we made do, and I slowly began to find my way back to him. Despite our physical reconnection, we hadn’t spoken more than a handful of words, at my own requirement. As much as I longed to be near him, I wasn’t the same woman he’d come to love, and I was afraid of what it would mean to tell him that truth.
