Back at Ky’s cabin, David asked the question Ky had been dreading. “So when is Mara coming back?”
Those words did what no amount of fighting had done. They opened up gashes in his heart. He couldn’t get in touch with Mara. He didn’t know what was wrong. All he knew was that she’d left and hadn’t even said goodbye.
They sat in his backyard, drinking beer from a cooler. Liam had the grill going and on any other day Ky would’ve thought it was one of the best ways to spend some time relaxing. Not so that day.
“She’s not,” he replied.
“What?” Liam asked, stopping the beer midway to his mouth. He closed the grill top and marched for the picnic table. “Why not?”
“She’s not answering my calls. I don’t know what the hell is wrong,” he growled.
Liam frowned, chugging down on his beer. “She did
