Gwynn smiled faintly and said, “That’s great.”

She couldn’t see him. All she could do was feel around his sleeves with her fingers. Maddox represented a part of her life, back when life hadn't been too hard on her. The shit hit the fan after his hands were ruined.

Be that as it may, she had never regretted spending a small part of her life with him. She had been given a taste of happiness then. There was a sense of normalcy in her life and it was free of deception, if only for a brief moment.