Rosie was shaking when Nathan got to her.
He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to him, brushing her hair from her face and rocking her back and forth like a baby. All the anger he felt suddenly vanished.
“Hey, hey, hey,” Nathan murmured slowly as he rocked. “I’m here. I’m here.”
She was sweating and her body temperature was rising, but she still did not talk. Rosie closed her eyes and a single tear dropped from it.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he wiped away the tear. “I know you don’t want me to see you like this, but I promise we’ll never have to talk about it.”
She slowly opened her eyes, searching his. Hers were so transparent, so bare, that it felt like he could suddenly see the real Rosie.
She was hurt, vulnerable and rounded in a corner. Most of all, she didn’t want hi
