***CAUTION! - TRIGGER WARNING! - (Themes of assault & domestic abuse are present in this chapter)***
James waited on a cold hard chair somewhere on an upper floor of the St. David's Medical Center in Austin. The bright overhead lights shone down harshly enough to incite a headache. Cadence leaned against him, softly gripping his hand. Though he barely acknowledged her presence, he was also desperate for it. He knew he could not do this, could not be here alone.
