Standing outside Ava's hotel room, Thom ran his fingers through his hair and blew out. He had thought that he could change her mind, believed she would fall into his arms. He desperately wanted her to, needed her to. Every part of him ached for her but she had stuck to her guns and had put Sophie before herself. He loved her for that, even more than he had before.
You should have told her. She needs to hear it.
He shook his head. He couldn’t. It had been years since those words had left his lips.
You’re not betraying her. Mel would want this for you. She never wanted you to be alone, you know that.
He leaned his head against the wall and screwed his eyes tightly at the memory that flooded his mind. His beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Mel, was lying in their bed. Her gaunt face wa
