Jake
“Is that ok? Are you comfortable?” I asked as I held Melody’s hand.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked in a small voice, “This will only cause more pain when I leave again. You should have rejected me. You could have moved on and created a new life for yourself.”
“Like the fake life you’ve created?” I asked without spite. I knew she did what she had to do, to survive. “Mel, even with your adopted daughter you haven’t even begun living again; you haven’t let Rose go.”
Her head began to dip but I caught her chin in my hand, lifting it back up so I could look into her eyes. “I can still feel your pain. I know every night you searched relentlessly, risking your life even when you’re weak. You’ve been punishing yourself for almost 18 years, my mate. Don’t you think it’s time to let go
