I want to stay in here with him. I want to hold him in my arms and block out the world until he’s strong again. But he has to let me in. He has to really want that from me. He has to say it again in the harsh light of day. Soberly, decidedly. No drugs. No doubts. Because if we take this step forward, there’ll be no going back. “Say it,” I whisper. It’s wrong of me to ask now, but I can’t help myself. “Caleb…tell me not to go.”
The ache in my heart is infinite. Ouch
