#Chapter63

The water runs red at first, and I close my eyes and swallow hard about how much it wounds my heart to see his blood. I can’t imagine what it must have been like for him, and if I start thinking about it, I’ll cry. How scared he must have been. What it felt like.

“Tell me this is the last time. That the racing stops, Dane?” I mumble over the noise of the water, staring at the back of his head as I rinse the suds out fully. Being careful with running my fingers through his scalp and avoiding any areas that are swollen or cut under my...