♛Harley♛
The cup rattled a little in my hands. I tried to hide it, but Archer noticed. He didn’t reach for me. He just sat with his own mug, watching and waiting. There was only the couch, the heavy quiet, and the space between us.
“Just listen,” I reminded him, though I was really reminding myself. “No fixing anything,” he nodded, and he remained silent. “Ok…so we both know that you know about Malrik,” I started. True to his word, Archer didn’t say a word. “But I bet those reports didn’t tell you how it felt. What I went through in detail…to be honest, I don’t think I have ever told anyone the entire story,” and that was true. Not even the police knew every detail. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment. It was so hard to bring back those memories. It was such a dark time
