“Katy,” he says softly as more commotion sounds above. Sensing the tension in his posture, my gaze finds his. I’m searching his depths for fear. Instead, I’m lulled into their warmth. In his eyes, I see it, the peace he’s made with his fate as my soul begins to scream with loss. “No,” I beg. “Please don’t say it.” “Being here with you was worth every minute…just to know you. I’m so glad I know you.” “Briggs…we don’t know…” Desperate breaths come fast as I search for words that matter, and fear stifles them. “It was worth it. You are worth it.”
