~CHAPTER 16~ | PRESENT
~*CHAPTER 16*~
PRESENT
“ I t’s not a pretty story,” Cade says when we’re finally curled in the bed together.
“Mine wasn’t pretty either,” I remind him.
“Sugar, mine’s a whole lot worse.”
“Tell me. I won’t judge you.”
“Don’t be so sure about that.”
I don’t say anything, I just lay quietly. I know he’ll start talking when he’s ready to. He begins speaking in a rough, scratchy tone and I can hear the emotion in his voice. I know why too, because when he tells me his story, it quite literally rips my heart out, stomps on it, and then rolls over it until there’s nothing left but a battered mess. His story, is without a doubt, one of the most gut-wrenching stories I’ve ever heard. It makes my heart ache for him, but not just for him, for Spike too.