“What happened there?” I asked, pointing to her hand. She shifted her arm so her hand was hidden beneath the sheets. “Nothing. Just a cut.” I stifled a frustrated growl. It felt like I had taken two steps forward and one step back with her. Something had changed between us the other night, and I believed she was finally opening up to me. Finally trusting me. If she would simply let me in, she would see that she didn’t have to bear all of this alone. She didn’t have to hide anytime she felt threatened or someone tried to get close.
