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I reflexively took a step back and swallowed hard.
Like always, it was a punch to the gut to see Riel.
And not because he was scarred.
Because every time I looked at him, I was reminded of what I no longer had.
And it hurt.
God, did it hurt.
I smiled through the pain.
“Riel,” I whispered softly. “How are you?”
Riel sounded so fucking wrong.
But, I couldn’t fault him for not wanting to be called Malachi when he didn’t remember who
Malachi was.
“Hey,” Riel rumbled, his deep, raspy voice that sounded so familiar yet not, sent shivers down my
spine.
“H-hey,” I stuttered.
God, his voice.
What was it about it?
His vocal cords had likely been damaged in whatever accident that had scarred him so badly. But
still, there was something so familiar about it that it mentally hurt to listen to.
“You want to come eat with us?” he asked, sounding genuine.
I wasn’t interested in eating with them, though.
I wanted to go home, wallow in my own grief.
Today had started out so promising.
I’d woken up, and for once, I hadn’t had nightmares about Luca.
I’d had nightmares about Malachi.
But that was progress, right?
I’d headed to work after that, but then I’d gotten to feeling guilty that my dreams had been about
Malachi and not Luca.
And then I moved on to how I couldn’t remember how Luca smelled.
How my favorite t-shirt that used to be his had been accidentally bleached by my housekeeper the
week prior.
