Behind Her Eyes

Dry leaves and mud clung to his jeans, and his weak body ached as his sweat cooled in the damp, chill air. Maybe that’s Sophie’s secret at the heart of her hotel-room trysts. He’s pale, his jaw clenched tightly, his whole body trembling with pent-up emotion he’s fighting to contain. If David is to finally be free and unburdened, she needs to carry the burden first.