My whole body was shaking as I sobbed intensely. Without saying a word, Martin bent down in front of me, wrapping me in his arms. I clung to him tightly, as if he would disappear if I didn't.
Letting the tears pour out freely, I cried, emptying the weight I had been carrying for far too long. He didn’t say a word, he just held me, and we stayed like that. Only God knows how long.
His arms were around me, solid and steady until I was done having my moment. Now that the storm had passed, all that was left was a quiet ache in my chest.
"Your mother is waiting," I murmured, finally pulling away from him. I couldn’t ignore the guilt gnawing at me for breaking down at a time like this. Lauren deserved more than us disappearing without a word.
“She can wait. My house is hers,” Martin replie
