Zeath pats my back as I move toward the exit door. Christopher covers some space as well to meet me at a point.

My arms snake around his waist, and he clasps me tight over my shoulders. I shed the remnants of my tears on his chest, my shudders racking through my body like a shock.

“You motherfucker, how dare you run away and leave me like that!” I wail while pounding my fists into Christopher’s back and stomping my feet on the ground.

I feel his fingers rake my hair as he leans down to ...