Chapter Thirty Five: The Lurking Threat

**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**"Antony," I coughed, my throat got dried. I must have been crying for quite a while now. He breathed without saying a word. Shortly afterwards, his hands rose up to meet my back. He drew different symbols, tracing lines from the base of my back to the apex and back. I shuddered and let out a sharp breath. I choked on a final sob and relaxed my body into his properly.

"Stop crying." Those words were meant to sound commanding but with his tone, he was clearly pleading with me. I nodded my head still on his shoulders. He tried to shift my head from his chest maybe in a bit to catch a glimpse of my tear stained face. I recoiled in agony and forced myself back into his chest.

"Not yet." I begged hoping to receive a little more comfort. I didn't lift my head to check his response but he didn't try to do anything so I assumed he must have heard my pleas.

"Let's go inside." He suggested, I obliged and wrapped both arms around his torso, locking our position. I just needed