“What’s wrong Rog?” asked Yul. Rog lay still, staring at the ceiling. “Talk to me baby.”

“I don’t know what to say,” said Rog.

“Say something, anything. Let me in that mind of yours.”

“Door’s always open.”

“Then show me that door, because I can’t seem to find it.”

“I’m sorry darlin’.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“Just haven’t been myself since—“

“I know. Talk to me. Tell me what you saw.”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“I don’t know what I saw. I don’t know what I felt.”

Twirling Rog’s hair, “Go on baby.”

Silence.

“I can’t help you if you won’t let me.”

Rog sighed.

“Let me help you baby.”

“She loved him.”

“I think we all knew that.”

“I don’t think you understand.”

“Explain it to me then.”

“What I saw and what I felt,” Rog just shook his head, “Yul, I couldn’t begin to tell you.”

“Try Rog. For me, try.”

“The room filled with an energy I can’t explain. Kyra glowed. So did Kieran. The light was blinding. The energy flowed toward me, over me.”

Rog stopped.

“Go on hon.”

“Ever see someone cry tears of blood?”

“What?”

“She was losing him. She cried tears of blood.”

“Are you sure?”

“Not sure of anything anymore.”

“What does that mean?”

“I felt those tears.”

“What are you saying?”

“I can’t explain it. I felt those tears and they ripped my heart wide open.”

“We all cared deeply for them both. I under—“

“NO! You don’t understand because I can’t explain what it meant to be in that room. Let me put it this way. I saw light. I felt light. Yul, do you hear what I am saying.”

Yul sat up in bed. Her playful look gone. “Baby, have you talked to Trev about this?”

“He wouldn’t know anymore what I’m talking about than you do.”

“Give him a chance, maybe he can help.”

“Fuck. Help what. What the fuck do you think he can help with? Tell me Yul.” Rog rolled out of bed and walked to the panoramic view. Fully nude the Hynerian was nothing short of a specimen. Starlight highlighted every ripple of hard flesh.

“Rog, I’m just trying to help.”

“You don’t understand because I don’t understand. But I will tell you this, and mark my words, what I saw, what I felt . . .”

Rog stopped.

“Go on hon.”

“Don’t know how. Damn it. I don’t know how to shake this thing. Do you hear me Yul?”

Yul moved to the edge of the bed, hesitating to walk over. “I’m here.”

“What would you think if I told you I saw darkness?”

“I don’t understand hon, I thought you said you saw light.”

“I did. I saw light. I felt light. And when—“

Rog ran his hands through his hair, grabbing a handful.

“When the light receded, I felt a void, a darkness.”

“Maybe the light affected your eyes.”

“A darkness of absence, a darkness of heart. I felt it Yul.”

Yul looked concerned. This was not the carefree happy-go-lucky Rog she knew. Walking over she placed her arms around his torso pulling him tight to her. “I love you Rog and I can tell you without any doubt there is nothing dark in your heart. Do you hear me?”

Rog tried to smile as he placed his hands on hers.

“I don’t know how to explain it. I’m not who I thought I was. I don’t know what I thought I knew. I can’t shake this feeling.”

Yul started to cry, her tears running down his back.

“I feel heavy,” said Rog. “Everything seems hard, everything is an effort and I’m just tired—all the time. Baby please don’t cry.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. Can we sit down?”

“Sure sweetie.”

“Hold me Rog.”

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