Chapter 26 What's The Difference Between Love And Obsession?

I smooth Alston’s dirty blonde hair, whispering my sorries into the curls. I try not to shutter while I am in his embrace but I fail spectacularly. I can’t keep my voice steady, or my body from trembling as I pull him into my chest as if the tighter I hold him the more real he is. The more alive he is. “Elise,” he whimpers, his voice small and weak. His hand shakes as he brings it to my hair and smooths down the waves. “Don’t cry.” I don’t recognize the damp streaks pouring down my face until his thumb is running past them. I shook my head away from his steady hand. He shouldn’t be comforting me.