Molly
I keep shaking my head at Amber, silently begging her not to open the door because I know the moment I hear his voice properly I will lose whatever strength I have left.
Amber studies my face for a second before she nods gently. “Alright. I won’t let him in. I’m just going to tell him to leave, okay?”
I nod again, pressing my lips together as I struggle to hold myself together.
She walks toward the door while I stay curled into the corner of the couch with my fingers gripping the cushion tightly. My chest feels heavy and my eyes keep filling with tears no matter how hard I try to stop them.
Amber stops in front of the door without opening it. “Charles, please leave. It’s already late.”
His voice comes through immediately, strained and tired. “Amber? Please just call Molly. I n
