There was only one thing on her mind. “I miss you,” she whispered. “I am right here.” But that was barely true. Physically, he was right in front of her. But in reality, he may as well have been a thousand miles away. It was torture not to touch him—torture to see what she couldn’t have. It was the exact same feeling she had every Sunday night when she watched Leo with Evelyn.
Caspen stonewalling Tem into oblivion this whole book i'm so annoyed
