While Marcie was grateful for Much's support, she didn't lean into him. She had to hold herself together, for Kaden's sake, for Tragos' sake. Sniffing and wiping her cheeks with the edge of the duvet, she tried to find her voice enough to speak.
"He- he didn't make it-" she said, her voice twisted and cracked. "I'm sorry- I-"
She just wanted them both back, back to the night before last, hanging out together in her apartment. She wanted them to have not made such a fucking abysmally stupid decision. They might have got out on their own. They might have had a chance...