Jonathan's POV
What's the cruelest punishment for a worthless piece of trash?
I'm not asking for philosophy here. I need real answers. The harsher and more ruthless, the better.
Because what kind of disgusting scum thinks about losing himself completely inside his wife when she's barely holding herself together? What kind of monster craves her body when she can barely function as a person anymore?
When Savannah finally let me hold her, after four endless days of waiting outside her door like a pathetic dog, listening to her broken sobs through the wood, I nearly collapsed from pure relief. My legs almost gave out. The wave of emotion hit me so hard I thought my body might shut down completely.
Her skin felt damp against mine. The soft scent of lavender drifted up from her hair. Her body pressed into mine, so incredibly soft it reminded me of silk. Pure silk.
