Chapter 88

• It was a relief to simply let him take me. I stopped remembering. I stopped hurting. We gave each other everything as he drove me over the edge. In the midst of my own release, with my nails digging into his back, he exploded into me with a cry of pain and relief. The blooming heat inside melted some of my cold grief.
• Simon wept. His weight pinned me to the bed, but I wrapped my arms and legs around him to keep him there. His shaft softened and allowed his seed to leak out of me and onto Sam’s bed. I hoped wherever Sam was now that she saw this for what it meant to us.
• Simon kissed my cheek and shoulder with tears on his lips. “I’m so sorry.”