Fighting Fate

Chapter 286: Fighting Fate Reese For a moment, I wasn’t sure I had heard Savannah correctly. She stood near the window, her back to me, arms wrapped tightly around her middle as though she were trying to hold herself together. The night outside stretched wide and silent, the glass reflecting her pale face in faint fragments. She didn’t turn. She didn’t move. She simply stood there as if whatever she had just said required distance to survive being spoken aloud. Or maybe she thought not looking at me would make it easier. “Come again,” I said slowly. “I didn’t quite catch that.” Her shoulders stiffened. Then she turned. Her eyes were red, but not from weakness. They were red from restraint—from holding something back until it could no longer be contained. “I’m sorry if I sound selfish,” she said, voice rough but steady. “I’m sorry if I sound inconsiderate or bitchy or whatever label you might decide to put on me in your head. I want you to understand that I am just a wife and a m