screaming. I can’t be near her, Willow. I infect her with my darkness.”
“You’re not darkness,” Willow said softly. “You’re in pain. So is she. You’re both hiding behind doors pretending you’re strong. But she’s eight years old. She doesn’t know how to unlock hers. You have to go first.”
Josiah raised his head.
He looked at Willow, and in her tired eyes,continue reading …
