Chapter Fifty

Beckett

I don’t sleep. I know I should. My whole body feels like it’s been dragged through hell and dumped back here, but I can’t close my eyes. Every time I do, I see her back in the snow, alone, running barefoot. So I sit right here next to her bed and just watch her breathe. Slow, steady, and real.

That’s what keeps me grounded. She’s real and she’s here.

The window starts to lighten with mor