Amelia’s POV

The first morning without Ryder felt wrong, and every day after only dug the ache deeper.

 I told myself I’d made the right choice, that leaving Ryder was the only way to keep him safe. But the truth sat in my chest like a stone, heavy and unmovable. Every morning I woke expecting his scent in the air, his voice in my head, and every morning it was only silence.

If not for Dane, I wasn’t sure I’d have managed at all.

 Dane wasn’t the type to smother with words. He ...