Chapter 175: Abandoned, Part 1
Telmé waited impatiently for the morning service to end. Ruben was good at giving sermons, though Telmé was pretty certain that was only because he liked people looking at him and praising him. But he was nowhere near good enough to distract Telmé from his thoughts.
He shifted his gaze to Korin sitting attentively in the seat occupied by Ümit only a month ago. Most days, the tragedy still did not seem real. He tried not to think about it, tried to focus on his training and the still new, surprising happiness he was finding with Korin. But they both still woke from nightmares, tears on their cheeks, screaming in the dark. Sometimes it was one of them, sometimes they both did it in a single night. Sometimes they weren't able to sleep at all, simply lay there tangled together until it was time to get up.