Ally's POV

　　Rain pelts against the window, a rhythm to the night that's both soothing and relentless. I lie here, my breath catching, as the storm outside mirrors the tumult of emotions that has finally, mercifully, come to an end. The darkness of my past is dissolving, melting away with each tender touch from Elliot- touches that speak of understanding, of healing.

　　"Ally," he whispers, his voice a soft caress against the shell of my ear. "Look at ...