Holding in Place
Angelo didn't like how distant Jessica had grown since Marta's death, how - even when she was in his arms - she was elsewhere. She never discussed it; the closest she'd come was asking, "Do you feel like we've done everything wrong?"
He'd had no answer then. He had no answer now.
He coaxed her to his bed each night, loved her with all the skill he possessed, whispered her name across her skin like a spell of binding. After, he held her while she slept, lips still whispering against her skin.
Lately, that was the only time she smiled.
Written for 101 Kisses. Theme: #80 - Place
