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that crossed his
features hurt, she didn’t back away, ever. It seemed like forever
in the past.
    Joy was a changed person now.
    “ Dammit, baby.” He shoved his fingers through his hair and
clenched the strands before relaxing. He faced her and rolled his
shoulders. “Why didn’t you listen?”
    His cry sent a spear to her stomach and she realized he
knew. He knew how she came to be abused. Her mind scrambled for a
logical explanation as to how he had the knowledge of a decision she made within her mind
and not aloud, but came up empty. Rationality did not exist
concerning her actions.
    “ I…I…” She twisted her fingers together until a stone from her
ring pierced her flesh. The slight pain was nothing compared to
what rolled off him. What had been her reason? She lifted her chin.
“I wanted to prove my mother right. I ignored what was true in my
heart. She is the one in the wrong, not me. I’ve always known who I
am. I wasn’t ever confused.”
    Her mother’s convictions had Joy questioning everything she
sensed and felt. Instead of trusting what was right for herself,
she struck out to prove her mother was in the right. For as much as
people want individuals who think for themselves and be original,
the truth is they want mindless followers. The fact was her mother
had been wrong. Joy needed to be herself and not a copy.
    What was right for one person was not right for
everyone.
    Tears blurred her vision, but Joy refused to blink and release
them from their prison. The healing that came with their liberation
wouldn’t occur. If she started, she would never stop.
    “ Oh love,” he said.
    She clenched her jaw, she wasn’t weak.
    “ You never had to prove yourself to anyone. Not even to your
mother.”
    The lump in her throat swelled, she didn’t want to cry. Not in
front of him.
    “ I’ve always been inside you. I know you. I feel everything
you do as if it’s my own.” His voice broke and he took the final
steps to her. She glanced up and stared at the shimmer of tears in
the corners of his eyes. “I am a part of you. We’re two halves of
the same whole, one person.”
    She blinked. Tears slid down her cheeks, and he touched the
trails they left behind with a gentle fingertip. His throat worked
and he wrapped her in his arms, she gladly went into them without
fear. His comfort soothed the abrasions and bruises, easing her
tense muscles. Joy pressed her ear to his beating heart.
    He swung her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her down he
spooned around her, holding her close and letting her cry. The
words he murmured she didn’t understand. The softness of his tone
calmed her. She sighed.
    “ Te amo. Siempre te amare. Tu eres mi vida, mi ser—” his voice
drifted off and she relaxed.
    That was all she wanted, protection and love from
him.
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    Relentless anger beat at him from witnessing her assault, it
didn’t compare to the sensation of her wrapped close though. The
comfort of her alive, breathing, always eased his
tension.
    It did not make the repeated assaults easier to
handle.
    Her reasons for doing what she had left Jairo speechless. She
wasn’t suicidal. Yet, she willingly refused to fight the brute for
her life. She gave him no choice but to fully connect with her and
make her strive to live.
    As her sobs quieted, he brushed the bleached blonde hair off
her face and grimaced at the shading. He despised the shoulder
length locks and the color.
    She looked peaceful, serene. A dark purplish bruise accented
her cheekbone and he moved the strands away from her neck. Rage
enveloped him again at the blackened prints gracing her windpipe
and jugular.
    How many times can a person be strangled without suffering
permanent damage?
    Jairo swallowed the growl, refusing to let his fury take
control. Their only link to each other was in the realm between
sleep and awake. Where they touched and lived, no more than a
wishful dream on the part of their subconscious minds or souls. He
closed his