I Have Found That Strength

Landon carried Fiona down the long hallway in his arms. She slept peacefully on his shoulder, her soft breaths tickled against his throat.

She had cried in his arms for a long time before her body had given out. He caught her before she could fall and held her on the bench for a while, waiting to see if she would wake.

As she slept, Landon glanced over her features. She was beautiful as always, but he couldn’t help but notice the dark circles and the thinning of her body.

He had noted that she seemed to always use her cane these days, and her mind was often lost in a place that left a look of sorrow etched on her face.

Now he understood the reason.

As he made the last turn that would lead to her bedroom, he wasn’t at all surprised to find Galen waiting with a look of suspicion and anger.

Galen reached for her, but Landon shook his head.

“I will not disturb her rest,” he said softly.