Wendy's POV

Deep within the recesses of my memory, scenes long buried surged to the forefront, vivid and unstoppable.

Everything about him.

He had been gentle and endlessly patient. He had listened to my every complaint, never once interrupting. When I cried, he would softly wipe away my tears and pull a ridiculous face just to make me laugh. He had been the very person I longed to see again and again.

But now, a chill raced down my ...