: Chapter 84

I stand in the doorway, watching Savannah sleep on our bed, and I want to go to her. I want to hold her in my arms and tell her everything is going to be okay.

I want to hold her like I did when I carried her up here. But she only let me do that because she was asleep. Because there was no other choice.

“Rest, Baby,” I whisper into the dark room, then shut the door.