“I snuggle closer to him in my sleep and my whimpering subsides to a contented sigh. It almost hurts to see Raffe… — Susan Ee Copy Share Image
“Raffe must be thinking something similar because he tightens his grip around my waist as if to say, “not this one” — susan ee Copy Share Image
“My only thought is that I am not going to end up truly dead this time in Raffe’s arms. I am not… — Susan Ee Copy Share Image
“He is the one pocket of warmth in a sea of ice. Being in his arms feels like the home I never… — Susan Ee Copy Share Image
“Let go," I say into his ear. Raffe holds me tighter like there’s no room for discussion.” — Susan Ee Copy Share Image
