Undone

HAZEL

I slide my hands from his face into his hair. The strands are soft beneath my fingers, still slightly damp from the rain. He doesn't move. He barely seems to breathe.

"Yes."

His fingers tighten around my wrists.

"Yes," I repeat, my voice trembling. "I love you."

Cade closes his eyes. His face crumples as though the confession hurts.

Joy still frightens him. Maybe because every good t