Restitution (The Edge of Darkness, #3)

by Leigh Rivers

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. You’re okay. You’re safe with me,” he says softly as he strokes my hair, letting me cry into his chest. “I found you, little one.”

“I dream of you,” he says in a deep voice, his eyes darkening as he pulls his belt from the loops of his black trousers. “Every night, I dream of you.”

I worship every inch of her. The ground she walks on. The way she smiles and laughs and loves me.