Chapter Forty-Three

I woke up in the cabin snuggled under the blanket, laying on Hector’s chest. His heartbeat was loud and comforting. Knowing he was alive and well gave me hope. I moved a bit and he tightened his grip around me.

The events of last night came tumbling into my mind and tears stung my eyes. I held them at the brink I did not want them to splash on him. I sniffed a bit, then pressed my lips together. I would never want to wish what I went through last night on anyone. It was excruciating and abnormal. I never thought it would get to this. My body felt a lot better this morning. I guess this was what I was going to go through every full moon for the rest of my life. No wonder Rosalina’s son lost his mind and took his life because of it.

“Let it all out.” Hectors voice rumbled in my ear. “Cry if you want to.”

And I did.

But I did it silently. He rubbed my back in a soothing manner while I poured my tears on his warm chest. I felt too ashamed of myself. How was I supposed to face Hector af