“He’s really nice, you like him. It’s been so long, I just…” How could Kaden understand what she needed? He wasn’t going through the same thing. Tragos had been his brother, there for him all his life, and Marcie had known him not even a year, even though she’d loved him so intensely. It was why she was doing her best to be considerate and compassionate, had given Kaden so much space, was trying so hard to be there for him even though he didn’t seem to want her. She hunched her shoulders a little, unconsciously making herself smaller, less threatening.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t want to hurt you.”