443 Nick the F**kwit

~ SASHA ~

It had been the strangest feeling saying farewell, first to Yhet, then to the other three males. Standing there, watching them go through one by one, she'd felt… numb.

What's wrong with me? she'd asked Zev in his head. I should be crying.

You already cried, he replied, his voice gentle. Sometimes when there's just been too much, it's like your heart goes cold.

She'd turned then to look at him, terrified that she wouldn't feel anything for him, either. But no… to her relief, her chest pinched and her stomach flipped just catching his eyes.

I haven't stopped feeling for you.

That's because I'm not leaving you, he said with a half-smile. It's the grief and fear that are killers. Not a hunk of burning love.

Sasha had snorted—and to her relief, almost cried—but then Zev's face went serious and she looked around to see what was bothering him and realized…

They were all gone.