Chapter 35
Ethan held me so tightly I could barely breathe, but I did not want him to let go. I buried my face in his chest, inhaling his familiar scent while my body continued to shake. The broken pieces of the vase were still scattered on the floor behind us. Ryan’s blood was on the edge of one shard. I could not stop staring at it.
“I am here,” Ethan whispered against my hair, his voice rough with anger and worry. “I am right here, Lila. No one is going to touch you again. I swear it.”
He guided me to the couch and sat down, pulling me onto his lap like I weighed nothing. One of his large hands rubbed slow circles on my back while the other rested protectively on my soft belly, like he needed to remind himself I was safe and whole. I curled into him, letting the tears fall freely now
