Blackfeather Woods Walking by your side

Immediately, she regretted her obstinate reaction. She knew he was worried, and that's why he had been against her making the trip on her own, but she hadn't realized the depth of his concern, and she felt terrible for it. His sentences became fragmented, and she could see the fear in his eyes. The way he said he couldn't lose her made her heart ache. Suddenly, she was pushing her head under his chin and nuzzling him. She hadn't meant to upset him like that, and especially not in that way. I am sorry, she whispered. He got more apologies from her than anyone else in her life combined. He made her see things so differently, herself included. And the way he cared about her and her niece—it was unconditional. The last thing she wanted to do was cause him to hurt ever. 

Still, their problem remained unsolved. When her own feelings had died down to a more manageable level, she stepped back a little and looked at him again. I do not know what to do then, she told him. I cannot just leave him to search for her, knowing I could give him peace of mind. I have been in his place, and it is torture. Her gaze filled with the residual pain she still felt even now. That kind of hurt didn't go away easily, even after knowing three of her four children were safe and alive.