“I should’ve come back,” I muttered. “No, you needed time.” My head shook, and I turned back to him, ready to disagree, but he leveled me with a look. “You’re wound tight, Beau. No telling what would’ve happened if you came back this afternoon without distancing yourself for a bit,” he said, his voice quiet. “You brought her back to where you’re trying to heal. It also happens to be the place where she hurt you—deeply.” He looked away, his eyes scanning the bunkhouse, the corral, and then the dark fields beyond it underneath his hat. “Hallow Ranch is your home, but it’s also your own version
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