“You just lost the only parent you had, Cigs. And even though she was a monster, Miranda was still your mother.” “True, but would you blame me if I told you that all I feel right now, is relief?” He smiles. “Of course not. I’d never blame you for feeling liberated.” My eyes turn misty at his choice of word. Wanting him closer, I slide my fingers into his hair and touch my forehead to his. “Thank you.” He tilts his head and presses a kiss on my lips. “I’ll do it all over again, and then some, if it’ll result in you not having to get hurt again.”
