Chapter 138 The Letters

• “The truth hurts, I know,” my voice cracked, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “But I hate this… I hate that I’m hurting now, only to get hit with something worse later. I’m tired, Kyle. I’m so… tired. And it scares me because I know there’s more coming.”
• The tears prickled but refused to fall, leaving my eyes burning and my chest heavy.
• Kyle didn’t say anything at first. He just pulled me into him, one arm firm around my shoulders, his other hand patting my back in a slow, steady rhythm.