Anna's POV:

He steps through the door before I can do anything about the tears, one motion, and his arms close around me so completely that the only thing left to do is hold on.

I grab the front of his jacket with both hands. My face presses into his chest and I feel his heartbeat, steady and real and three hours faster to me than it was supposed to be, and something in my chest that has been clenched since yesterday morning finally lets ...