CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
The Promise“I didn’t think you’d be here.” Leilah hugged her knees to her chest and kept her face averted. She heard his approach and recognised the soft footfall.
“I got worried about you.” His deep inhale sounded loud in the silence of the riverbank and Leilah squeezed her eyes closed. She sensed their covert meetings coming to an end and steeled herself for the slice of pain to run rampant through her chest. She didn’t want it to stop, her addiction to him both sweet and painful. He knelt next to her and stretched out a tentative arm, resting it across her shoulders. “I know it’s daylight, but it’s our special place. I knew you’d come.”
“Someone might see.” She wiped her face on her knee and heard his tee shirt rustle as he spun around to look.
“Na. I made sure.
