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“Don’t worry, Cricket. I’ll scare the ghosts away.”
“It isn’t words she needs from me.” It was atonement. But I couldn’t give Wren anything that would heal the wounds I’d caused for not being there during the one moment she’d needed me the most.
“I like you, Holt Hartley.” His eyes sparked with intensity. “I love you, Cricket. With everything I have.” Everything in me soared. “I love you, too. I always have.” He grinned, the devastating kind that always took me out at the knees. “We’re gonna have a beautiful life.”
My Cricket. The woman I’d loved all my life.
“I don’t give a damn about the five minutes you missed that night. I give a damn about the last ten years you threw away.”
Lawson stared at me for a moment. “I’ve never known two people who loved each other more. Not even my parents. The way you two always were around each other… Like you could sense where the other was at all times and if they needed something,”—he took a breath—“you were giving it to the other before anyone else could blink.”
She was dying. Not because of some bullet, but because of you.”
“I don’t give a damn about the five minutes you missed that night. I give a damn about the last ten years you threw away.”
“I love you. I never stopped loving you. Not for a single breath.”
