I watched her as she melted into my palm. How could she be so perfect? How could I be so lucky after I f****d everything up for her family? If I had been ruthless like my father had wanted, her mother would still be here, and I really would have been that monster the fishermen fear. Would she love me any less if she knew that I was a coward?
“I have a question for you… I’ve heard around town you were married, but um, your husband passed away at sea. Is that true?” She looked up at me with her big eyes and nodded. “That doesn’t change how I feel about you. I just wish I’d heard it from you, is all.” I sighed deeply, and I pulled her close.
That confirms that the man who was standing outside her porch, the fishermen, was her husband. He looked just like the man in the photos that was in
