Relief washed over Grace like a balm. She closed her eyes, feeling hot tears well up behind her lids. It took her a moment to compose herself enough to look at James again, and when she did, she found that gem-delicate gaze fixed hard on her.
She wiped at the tears that streaked her cheeks, embarrassed that the warrior should see her break down. ‘I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be so emotional. There’s just this... hole in my heart. My grandmother was the only family I ever had, and now that she is gone. I…’ She trailed off, unable to describe how empty she felt. ‘I just... ache.’
She didn't even notice that she was not speaking loudly and that she was talking to him telepathically.
‘It will pass.’ His voice was crisp and flat, like a slap to the face.
‘How can you say that?’
‘Because it’s
