LEVI
I was leaving the shower, still rubbing a towel through my hair with steam clinging to my skin, when I heard a sound that made me stop. Crying? I muttered, and it became clear that I had not been mistaken.
Concern washed over me as I dropped the towel on the chair and dashed out of the bedroom, only to have my heart shattered by the scene that greeted me.
Reva sat curled on the couch, her shoulders shaking, the divorce papers still spread out on the table in front of her.
I didn't say anything, just crossed the room and wrapped an arm around her from behind. She was startled by my touch, sucking in a sharp breath and turning her tear-streaked face toward me.
Her lips moved quickly, apologies spilling out silently at first, then rushing forward all at once. But I intervened. “Don'
