I turned from Winter, gripping his face in my hands. “Just breathe,” I told him. “Trust me. We’re getting out of here.” He met my eyes, starting to break down as his chin trembled. “Please, don’t . . .” he begged. “Please don’t leave me.” I clenched my jaw, shame washing through me all over again at what I let Trevor do to him. How I left him. How I would never have lived with it if anything had happened to him that night. I held the back of his neck and planted my forehead to his. “I never did,” I promised.
