Ümmühan: His chest rose and fell, and he stepped forward again. “Is that my shirt, honey?” Honey. Why’d he have to go and call her that? “No, I have one just like it.” “Piper.” “Mmm?” “Please. Please come here.

His chest rose and fell, and he stepped forward again. “Is that my shirt, honey?” Honey. Why’d he have to go and call her that? “No, I have one just like it.” “Piper.” “Mmm?” “Please. Please come here.