Mending Wounds

My heart plummets.

Shot?

I was right. From the very first moment when he shielded me when he pressed me down and hushed me — I knew something was wrong.

I feel the sting of tears behind my eyes, hot and fast, but I bite them back.

The last thing Dario needs right now is to see me falling apart again.

Still, I can't stop myself. My voice comes out in a whisper, shaking despite my best effort to kee