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“It’s not your job to fix me, Cross.” I grab my purse and pull out my keys.
“What are you doing?” Cross moves around me, blocking the bedroom door, and I step around him. “Don’t do this, Everly. Don’t run.”
“I’m not going to stand here and take this. I’m not going to let you yell at me over something I have no control over.”
“You have all the control, Everly. All of it. You can make sure he never does this again.”
I grab the doorknob and wait for him to move, only he doesn’t.
“You promised me twenty-four hours ago that you wouldn’t run. No more running... remember?”
“Move, Cross,” I warn and yank the door open.
“Everly... don’t do this.” His voice shreds the last solid strands of my soul.
“I can’t do this, Cross.” I walk around him, then hurry down the steps and through the front door, slamming it behind me. I race off the porch and stop for a split-second, wondering what I’m doing before the heavens open and blanket me in a cold sheet of rain.
I stare into the dark, starless sky with a scream building in my throat. It mixes with a sob, and my knees threaten to buckle while tears mix with rain and pour down my face.Fuck.
Being mad is so much easier.
Running is easier.
But I love him.
Cross is worth harder.
He’s worth the work.
He’s worth the struggle.
He’s worth everything, and I just ran again.
I stand there, locked in place and freezing, knowing I just made the biggest mistake of my life.
Cross
By the time the front door slams shut behind her, I know I need to stop her. No way she’s leaving without a fight. I speed down the steps and throw open the door in time to hear a guttural, pain-filled scream ripped violently from her throat.
I want so badly to go to her, but I wait.
She needs this.
So I move slowly instead of rushing.
Softly, instead of pushing.
Basically, the opposite of what I’ve just done.
I whisper her name, “Everly . . . baby.”
She turns to see me, her gorgeous cheeks red and streaked with tears as the storm pounds down against us both. Everlybites her lip, and a weary, sad smile graces her gorgeous face. “You chased me...” she cries.
“I’ll always chase you, baby. I’ll always find you. And I’ll always bring you home. To me and the kids. You’re my forever, Everly Sinclair.”
“And you’re my home, Cross Wilder.” She runs her hands through her rain-soaked hair and laughs. “We’ve got a thing for the rain, don’t we?”
I wrap my arms around her and kiss her head. “It washes everything away so we can start fresh.”
