Emma Bray

I’m torn between wanting him to stay and wanting him to go, and the battle in my mind keeps me frozen in place.

"Don't fear me, little one," he breathes, his breath ghosting

Forgive me, Lord, for what I'm about to do," Caleb repents before he leans in and begins to whisper sweet words into my ear as he gently

I know, sweet girl," I somehow manage to croak out. "You've been saving yourself for your daddy, haven't you?"

Her