Chapter 39

Leo tosses his book to the flames, the scent of burning leather and paper filling the night air as we watch the flames consume the book. Reaching over, Leo places his hand around my waist as I allow him to come closer, the warmth of the fire spreading over to us as we stand in silence watching the book become nothing more but ash. Have I forgiven Leo for what he did? Forgiving is different than moving on...there is a thin line between the two. In time, I hope I hope I can do both.