She nodded, moving her attention to his other arm. "I have had a lot of time to think while you were away," she said, laughing coldly. "All I have been doing is thinking."

"Mya," he croaked. She knew he was pleading with her to understand something he refused to share, but it only angered her more.

"I have thought about what happened, about what it means. I have thought about how I feel about everything. I have thought about us and the times and history we share." ...