The grief was so overwhelming. It filled every space inside her chest until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel the horrible, crushing weight of loss pressing down on her.

She'd lost the baby. Their baby. The life they'd made together in that cave when everything had been terrifying and beautiful and real.

Gone.

All gone because she'd been clumsy on the stairs.

"I want to be alone." The words came out flat, dead. "Please, Nate. I can't—I need to be alone." ...