(Ridge)
I woke up sometime in the middle of the night. The room was dark. Quiet.
Mira was asleep next to me. Finally.
I'd felt her tossing and turning for hours. Getting up. Going to the bathroom. Coming back to bed. Lying there awake.
She was scared. I could tell.
The nightmare about Tyler was getting to her.
And I didn't know how to fix it.
I shifted. Tried to get comfortable. My side ached. The wound was healing but it still hurt.
I looked at Mira. Her face was peaceful now. Asleep.
But I knew the fear was still there. Even when she was sleeping.
I thought about Tyler. Out there somewhere. Looking for her.
And I thought about what would happen when he found us.
Because he would find us. Eventually.
The lockdown wouldn't last forever. Things would go back to normal. Brothers
