exhaustion and anger and something I could not name.
“You’re putting a price tag on a human life. On my choice. I didn’t save you for a reward. I saved you because someone was drowning and I could help.”
His eyes darkened.
Respect, maybe.
Or something deeper.
“Then what do you want?”
“I want…”
I stopped, trying to gather thoughts that felt scattered and raw.continue reading …
