Chapter 22 The Weight Of Silence

• Outside, Darren leaned against the cabin wall, hands braced, head bowed, the air burning in his lungs. He’d thought the distance would make things easier, that silence could dull the ache, but Nina’s words were still ringing through his skull like the echo of gunfire.
• You don’t belong here forever.
• He squeezed his eyes shut. Damn her. Damn the way she said things that slipped past every defense he’d built, the way she looked at him as if there was still something worth saving.