Erin's POV
The room instantly feels much too small. The setting sun illuminates the bed as though it’s trying to push out the darkness surrounding whatever story Azure and Finn are about spill.
“I honestly didn’t think we’d be having this conversation,” Finn swallows thickly, his adams apple rolling.
My brows furrow as I study his face. A flurry of emotion crosses his features, shifting and twisting between pain, agony, and fear.
“I don’t understand….”
Azure’s thumbs halt their movement, and I watch Finn’s eyes lift, focusing beyond my shoulder.
The air grows tense for a moment, and I feel like an intruder sandwiched between the two men.
I feel the heat of Azure’s breath against the crook of my neck as he lets out a sigh, “This is all my fault, sweetheart.”
“Wait,” I angle my
