Forty
Audrey
“Well, that’s what you get when you run off like a damn hero to sacrifice yourself. What the f**k were you thinking?”
I sat in the comfortable armchair in the twins’ flat, looking on as Liam cared for Louis’ injuries with far more gentleness than his words let on. His hands moved over his twin’s bruised and battered flesh as carefully as if he’d been a newborn, pouring peroxide on wounds and smearing ointment on bruises.
“You know I couldn’t lose you. Either of you,” Louis said. His voice was still cracked and hoarse, and the thought of what’d been done to him to make it sound like that made me want to cling to him and sob into his neck like a child. But something held me back. Something had been holding me back ever since we’d left that warehouse a few hours ago. I wanted
