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that made her. How much longer would she be able to continue this charade of being the grieving widow? How long before Brody knew the truth and hated her for it?
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                  “Wake up. You can’t fall asleep here.” The sound of amusement in Brody’s voice brought her eyes open in an instant. She glanced across the table of the small Italian restaurant he’d taken her to in embarrassment.
                  “I’m sorry. I guess I’m lousy company tonight.”
                  “You’re just tired is all. Why don’t we get out of here before I end up having to carry you out?” She had to fight hard to keep from showing him just how disturbing that image was to her. Brody paid the bill, and then took her hand as they left the restaurant.
                  Outside, the night had turned colder. There was just a hint of the winter to come in the air. The truck was brought around and Brody held the door open for her as she slid into the passenger seat. Reyna closed her eyes wanting only to climb into bed and sleep for days. The weight of Cade’s death had taken its toll on her. She was exhausted. Physically and emotionally drained.
                  “Reyna, wake up, love—we’re home now.” Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked around in surprise. She must have drifted off to sleep soon after they left the restaurant.
                  “I’m sorry. I don’t normally fall asleep at the drop of a hat.”
                  “You’ve been through a lot lately. More than most people could handle in a lifetime. You’re entitled. Cade’s death is finally starting to sink in, isn’t it? You know you keep things bottled up inside far too much, don’t you, Reyna? You need to let it out. Keeping your emotions inside isn’t good for you.” He closed the door and stood watching her once more. “You haven’t shown any real emotion since the night of Cade’s funeral. You’ve done everything possible to keep your feelings closed off. Why is that, Reyna? Why is it so hard for you to show your emotions? Do you think it makes you any more vulnerable than the rest of us? When you lose someone you love, you’re entitled to hurt. We all feel pain. You have to let that pain out in some way. Otherwise, it will destroy you.”
                  Reyna turned away, praying that Brody would never come to understand the truth. She hadn’t realized he’d noticed her lack of emotion following Cade’s death.
                  It was almost as if he were waiting, expecting her to fall apart at any moment. What would he say if he knew that the only emotion she felt capable of feeling toward Cade now was pity.
                  Reyna shook her head avoiding all the unasked questions in Brody’s eyes.
                  “You’re right, I am exhausted, and I think that I should go to bed. Thank you for dinner, for being there for me…for everything. You know you’re probably the only real friend I have. I would never have gotten through this without you, Brody. I don’t know if I can ever repay your kindness.”
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                  Reyna closed the bedroom door, completely missing the bitter regret that touched Brody’s eyes at her words.
                  She didn’t know just how little he wanted her thanks or how much it hurt to consider friendship only with her. He couldn’t tell her any of those things.
                  Cade was the love of her life. She believed she could never love or be loved by any other person in such an all-consuming way again.
                  At that moment, Brody almost hated Cade for being the one to make her feel that way.
     
    Chapter Four
                 
                 
    Reyna lay silently staring out the window, listening to the sounds coming from Brody’s room next door. In this darkness of