It took a long time to forgive him—but I have. It took all my strength to give him my heart once again, to trust him after the way he destroyed me, but it was the best decision I’ve ever made…because I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. It’s like we’re two years in the past, but everything is so much better. But that blissful happiness is shattered by a single phone call. His mother fell down the stairs and passed away—but we both know that’s not what really happened. His rage is unprecedented and he races home to put his own father in the ground. I try to reason with him, but my protests land on deaf ears. The last time I saw him like this was two years ago—when he left me. The events are so similar I feel like I’m back in time. It’s a trigger, and as much as I want to trust Hawke, I fear he’ll break my heart all over again. I’m afraid I’ll lose him all over again.