Permission to Break

VANCE’S POV

I turn my attention entirely to her, pulling her spiralling focus to me.

“I’m here. Look at me. Eyes on me, Rowan. I’m here. I’m so sorry.”

She looks at me, and the look breaks something in my chest that I didn’t know was still intact.

She’s been holding it together.

Through the arrows and the siege and the gunshots and the dying and the man she used to be married to being executed in