Chapter 44

His friends were led to two different homes, and the women gestured inside before leaving. Sophyra led Frank to a third home, but she entered before he did. With another sigh, he stepped inside. A wooden washtub was in the middle of the room, the water steaming. Next to it was a towel, soap, and his saddlebags. He paused when Sophyra stood next to the tub.

“Are you staying?” he asked as he pulled his bloody shirt over his head.

“Do you want me to?” Her voice was icy, but he felt her tears wash over him like a flood, and he ran his hand through his hair in frustration.

“Yes, I want you to stay,” he said, looking at her. The tears were dripping down her cheeks, and his chest tightened.

“Why?”

He took a step toward her but stopped when she stiffened.

"Sophyra, I...” Her bottom lip trembled, and he reached out a hand toward her. “My heart, I am so sorry.” She did not move, and he dropped his hand.

“What are you sorry for, Frank? Ignoring me? Hurting me? Forcing Yisu to make me Anmah? What
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