Devon's POV
"I am talking about you, Devon. I am talking about your pain. I am talking about the things that you don't share with anyone and keep bottling inside you. I am talking about things that make you wake up at night. I don't know why you never shared with anyone but now, I am here. And I am willing to listen," Sam says and closes the distance between us.
"After all that is what mates are for," she says again and that was all it needed for me to actually break down.
I don't cry yet but my heart is now softer than it had been in my twenty six years of existence.
"I am here. And I am not going anywhere," Sam whispers as she holds my face with both her hands.
"But-"
"I am not going anywhere," she repeats the same sentence again and all I do is fall on my knees.
I grip the
