Dying for His True Happiness

lens had agreed, their faces a mixture of heartb

l, Mrs. Allen caught up to m

"I know you've made up your mind. But.

as going to ask b

doesn't trust us. But you... he might listen to you. We just want

Grady saw me, some dormant piece of his memory would wak

t so busy with the company, Emely. We can

, born from a lifetime of loving

ew their hope

wouldn't be moved by my pre

in by a lake hours outside the city. It was th

oden dock, skipping stones across the water. He was wearing clothes that w

gaze lingered on it, and in that instant,

e asked. His voi

ing my own voice calm. "I

furrowed. "I'm not going ba

ew spoke to me with a warmth that was mine alone. This stranger's vo

y Paul, her hair slicked back, water dripping f

her out of the water, wrapping a large towel around her shoulders. He fussed

been carving. He pressed it into her h

issed his cheek. "Don't let anyone see you, silly," she whisper

for three weeks before we found him. He ha

She froze. Her hand shot out, grabb

r voice high and panicked. "He was hurt, and he did

in her eyes. I didn't need to s

tened. "Please, don't take him away from me. I know who you are. You're hi

ing Kandy, his expression fierce and protective. He was

f pain and relief. He truly loved h

't bind him to me with a past he didn

u," I said calmly, my voice pulli

d at me,

ke you both hom

widened

y logic cold and clear, "he won't com

t back to me, he had been frantic to find her. He' d barely eaten or slept. He'd thre

er, it was too late. She ha

led over him, a permanent shadow. And that shadow had tr

let that hap

gentle but firm. "His parents know about yo