Dylan paced the floor between the living room and dining area. Another pass brought him to the front door, but he hesitated before turning around. The words Hope spoke just ten minutes prior still haunted him. She claimed they were out of concern, but they carried a heavy warning…
In the wake of her departure, he thought about leaving too. He’d come close more times than he could count. Fear kept him from walking out the door, fear of what he would do if he saw Heaven or Layne. Worse than anything, he feared finding them together.
It all seemed unreal, an illusion that some part of his mind created. If he had slept, he would have sworn it was all a nightmare, but the ugly truth was undeniable. The person he loved more than anything in the world had broken his heart.
It wasn’t the first
