18
Lawrence
I stood and let the water run over my face, my eyes closed. Dammit, why did seeing her standing there in the cabin get to me every time? It was all too easy to imagine the two of us in a place like that, in a cottage of our own. Well, us and Sir Raleigh. I knew the cat/grimalkin wouldn’t be going anywhere. He was too attached to her to leave her.
Unfortunately, I felt the same, but she’d probably be leaving me. And what if it hadn’t been Rhys who came to The Aerie two decades previously? The thought of him, my father’s murderer, so near my mother and younger siblings made me want to hit something in frustration that I hadn’t been here to protect them. Even if I knew he hadn’t posed a real threat.
I reminded myself to take deep breaths and focus on the sensations around me.
