Page 133 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

There was silence.

When she looked up, there were tears in his eyes, and they were slipping past his lashes.

Bishop hugged him.

“Hey, I’m not going to hurt you,” she said. “I’m not cruel, Ridge. You just lost your wife. I know that you’re struggling. I’m just trying to navigate all of this, too. We were all tossed into this, and we need to work it out.”

He sniffled.

“Bish, I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to even understand any of this. Why didn’t she tell me she was seeing a therapist?” he whispered. “Why was I kept out?” he asked, not answering her question because he had a million of his own.

Unfortunately, she didn’t have an answer to that.

“I don’t know, Honey. All I know is that as a woman, admitting weakness is tough. We’re expected to hold shit together. Maybe she was afraid you’d think less of her. Maybe it was a momentary loss of sanity. I don’t think we’ll ever know,” she admitted. “Unfortunately.”

As for what she said, thinking less of Wynter, he would never do that.

EVER.

He loved Wynter.

She’d saved him all of those years ago when he’d been suspected of killing his family. Then, she saved him when the killer came for him.

His heart was always hers.

Even though he loved Lucian so much, his wife had been his wife. They were a team.

They would never hurt each other or break that bond.

Period.

“I hate that she died alone.”

Bishop kissed him on the cheek.

“I know. I’m sorry she died. I miss her too. I’m going to miss her coming in and laughing. I’m going to miss margaritas on the patio. I can’t imagine the hole in you over this.”

He closed his eyes.

Yeah, it was a huge, gaping one where he’d feel guilty for not being by her side to save her.

“I don’t know how to raise a child and then tell her one day what happened. Wynter did the heavy lifting with Sophia. I don’t even know how to begin.”

She ran her hand gently over his abs to soothe him while he was struggling.

“Well, you start by leaning on your family.”

That hurt too.

Because his list of family was quickly dwindling.

Bishop saw it.

“And before you say you only have Jo, that’s a crock of bullshit, and you know it. You have Lucian, and you have me. You have Cassia, and you have the Littlemoons. Right now, my husband is in the shower, freaking out that he’s going to lose you too.”

He looked down.

“You’re in his head?”