Chapter Thirty-Three
Flynn
Daphne’s words played on a repeating loop in my mind. My schedule was nonstop. The stolen hours I had with her at night were something I didn’t want to give up. At all. I felt like a coward. Because I did love her, and somehow, I was stumbling over just getting the words out. It all felt so permanent. I feared I might ruin what we had by labeling it.
Between replaying her words, I recalled Gabriel tapping his fist over his heart and reminding me what was true and right. I was terrified I was going to let Daphne down. I was also terrified she would suddenly wake up one day and realize she just didn’t want a man like me and the life I had.
Daphne—because she was a bigger person than me at heart—didn’t turn me away at night. Three more nights passed until everyt
