Arielle
The moment the front door slammed behind Clare, I broke.
Whatever strength I had been holding onto disappeared.
I sank onto the bed and covered my face with my hands as sob after sob tore from my chest.
Joss stood in the doorway.
He looked like he wanted to come to me.
But for once, he didn’t.
Maybe he knew there was nothing he could say.
There was no reassurance that could undo what had happened.
No promise that could make Clare disappear.
No words that could convince me that my life hadn’t changed.
I cried until my head throbbed.
Eventually, Joss came closer and sat beside me.
He didn’t try to explain.
He simply wrapped his arms around me.
And I let him.
I was too exhausted to fight anymore.
At some point, I must have fallen asleep against him.
When I woke, sunl
