Page 132 of Scars of Fate

Her words collapsed.

I closed the distance between us.

Wynn tried to turn away.

I caught her.

She fought me for one second.

Then she broke.

Her forehead dropped against my chest.

A sob tore out of her.

“I brought them to you.”

“No.”

“They’re going to kill you because of me.”

“No.”

I wrapped both arms around her.

“You didn’t bring them to me. I walked into this.”

“You didn’t even know I was in that warehouse.”

“I know, but⁠—”

“They came after my team. They threatened you. They made those choices. Not you.”

She gripped the front of my vest.

“I can’t lose you again.”

The words struck deep.

I lowered my mouth to her hair.

“You won’t.”

“You can’t promise that.”

“Watch me.”

Her shoulders shook.

Around us, the team gave us what privacy they could.

I held her tighter.

Six years ago, Wynn had cried alone because I believed leaving her was an act of love.

I understood now.

Love wasn’t walking away so someone else wouldn’t have to watch you bleed.