29_Are We Going To Get Any Rest?
Cole POV “What the hell has gotten into you?” I hiss, grabbing Ariella by the arm when she walks out of Ruth’s room. “She’s been through enough. She doesn’t need more ….” “She needs the truth, Cole,” Ariella says firmly, yanking her arm free from my hold. “The sooner she faces it, the sooner she can heal.” “You could’ve waited until she was better,” I insist, crossing my arms. “You were too harsh and cruel.” “When’s that going to be?” She challenges me. “A day? A week? Ten years? How long - do you think - will it take a woman to recover from such an ordeal?” Her words are like a punch in the gut. Defeated, I sit down in the nearest chair. There is no way around this. Pretending that it never happened, is not the answer. Nothing I do can fix this. Even before last night, Ruth was rebel
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