The gall of it was nearly as frightening as the truth of it, and Jean couldn’t hold on tight enough to muffle a choked sob. Don’t, Jean thought, desperate. Endure it. Please— “Jean.” Rhemann gave his shoulders a fierce squeeze. “You’re safe. I’ve got you. Let go.” Jean crumpled in on himself with an awful sound, and the weight of Rhemann’s arms around him wasn’t enough to keep him from shattering.
Tears dkwn my cheeks ok
