CHAPTER 18
Unable to sleep after the adrenaline rush of the day, Seb lay on his back with his arms crossed behind his head and stared into the darkness, thinking. As usual, his thoughts were on Emilia. She’d been through such a lot in the past six months, endured so much emotional trauma. He wanted to help, but he honestly didn’t know how best to do that. He was no damn psychologist and every time he’d tried to reach out she’d pushed him away.
He wanted to hold her, wrap his body around hers and tell her everything was going to be okay. But the last time he’d done that she’d rebuffed him so completely he didn’t have the courage to try again.
The door creaked open and Emilia’s voice drifted quietly towards him. ‘Are you still awake?’
‘Yes.’ For a minute he thought he was hallucin
