Page 176 of Delayed Penalty

“I mean it.” Thad reached out and squeezed his hand. “Why not?”

What did he have to lose?

And more importantly, what could he gain?

Peace. Stability. Happiness.

Those were worth fighting for. Only this time it didn’t feel so much like fighting.

It felt like letting out a tightly held breath and allowing the fight to drain out of him. It felt like comfort and ease.

It felt like he was finally free.