My arms feel empty. They always have.
First hugs from my parents. Grace and true friendship from Uncle Joe. Nate's understanding goodbye. Alex's passionate and thrilling possessiveness.
Everyone I ever loved left me or I was forced to leave them behind.
But the absolute worst, the most painful and debilitating pain of all was when Cam...broke her…shattered her beyond the recognition of a doubt. He'd placed her son in her arms for a brief second. A...lifeless part of this body, who she'd struggled to save, protect and nourish. The one job she'd had... of being a mother and she couldn't even do that. One second she'd been gazing down at his perfect face and dark locks and in the next her arms were empty of the joy and light she'd sensed at the other side of that devastating captivity.
