Re: Abigail and Open!
Ash was with George. He was glad he was there to help. Glad Sophia was there. He couldn't do this without them. Every day he survived without breaking apart still seemed like a miracle. He took steps in the right direction but they were small and unsteady.
The loneliness on the beach wasn't doing him any good. He shouldn't have come here all by himself but he felt it necessary. He had hoped the change of scenery wild provide a change of thoughts. It hadn't. His mind kept circling around what-ifs and the uncertainty of the future.
Mitchell blinked as he spotted Abigail and got to his feet. "Hey," he said softly approaching her from behind.