Chapter 26

TESSA POV

"Malcolm."

The name left my lips almost like a whisper. I couldn't move. I couldn't even blink.

Malcolm was standing in front of me. Standing, not sitting in his wheelchair, not leaning against anything, just standing there, close enough that I could see the fine tremor still working through his knees with the effort of it.

My eyes moved slowly from his shoes to his legs, then up to his chest and finally to his face. My heart slammed against my ribs. For a moment I wondered if I was imagining it, if I was simply too emotional after everything that had happened. I blinked several...