Censored Soul (Unquiet Mind Book 5) by Anne Malcom

Author:Anne Malcom [Malcom, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

The sea spray kissed my face as I looked out at the volatile waves. Salt water healed wounds, didn’t it? I didn’t feel healed. There was a huge wound in my middle. In our middle. It had been there since that day.

Time hadn’t done anything to help it scab over. Not with Noah’s brooding. Not with seeing him shrink into a dark and scary version of himself. Not when his cloak of self-hatred hardened and calcified so no one could get in.

My heart hurt for my friend, bled for him. As it had our entire lives. None of us had it easy, that was true. Every one of us fought our own battles, waged war on our different demons. But we came out of it. With our spouses. Our children.

With Noah, steadfast and constant.

He was our true North.

We were listless without him.

I was terrified we’d never find our way back again. That Noah wouldn’t heal right to play his music. But he could heal, if he had music. It was our own threads of sanity. Therapy. It was in our souls. I tried to imagine what it might be like if something happened to me when I couldn’t use a part of my soul. If I couldn’t use music to quiet all the noise.

Even with my life as perfect as I could imagine—with my husband, my children, my family—not having my music would shatter me.

Noah didn’t have that.

His dreams come true.

He only had a collection of nightmares.

My vision of the sea in front of me clouded with the tears prickling at my eyes. I was trying to give Noah space. No, he was forcing me to give him space. He was shutting me out, all of us out. Mom said to be patient, give him time. My mom said that. The least patient person I knew. She was being uncharacteristically sane about the whole thing. I surely thought she would’ve tried to break into the facility Noah was in as soon as he stopped calling us.

But she was worried.

I knew that.

We all were.

Even Wyatt, somewhere deep underneath all his anger, even if he didn’t know it yet.

Lips at my neck distracted me from my dark thoughts.

Of course Killian would find me out here. He was always there when I needed him. He sensed every subtlety in my mood, we were so attuned to each other. Despite our relationship having to change with the trials of being parents, of me trying to be a mom and a rock star at the same time, the core of what we were hadn’t changed. It never would. We were that solid.

“Baby,” he murmured in my ear.

The single word unraveled me and I turned to face him, seeking solace in his eyes. “This is so hard,” I whispered.

Killian’s arms settled around me, but they didn’t do what they usually did. They didn’t settle me, encase me in a cocoon of his scent, strength. Didn’t wash all my troubles away. Because my troubles were too deep, buried underneath my skin.

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