Lilah POV
The moment I approach the door to Lachlan’s apartment, it swings open. His slate blue eyes meet mine, and the moment they do, I fall apart.
Lachlan’s there to catch me, his arms snaking beneath my body, and scooping me against his chest. The weight of being stood up crashes over me, and I sob into his chest.
“Get it out, baby,” he coos, pressing his lips to the top of my head.
I’d held my emotions in check the entire ride home, fighting hard to hang onto the anger instead of the hurt, but the moment I locked eyes with Lachlan, it all fell apart. The anger that I’d used as glue melted away, and the pieces of my broken soul threatened to scatter without his strength.
“I… don’t understand,” the words came out choked between my sobs.
“Did he ever give you an explanation?”
