I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 603

Sienna didn't have time to answer anyone's questions.

Because without warning, Finn practically collapsed forward, burying his face deep into her shoulder as violent, uncontrollable tremors racked his massive frame.

She looked down in sheer disbelief—Finn was crying.

He broke down instantly, his scalding tears soaking right through her shirt.

His arms wrapped around her like a vice, clinging to her as if she were his only tether to the earth.

She could feel the frantic, terrifying pounding of his heart slamming against his ribcage—erratic, chaotic, completely out of sync.

The entire room watched in stunned, breathless silence.

Lily covered her mouth, her own eyes brimming with sympathetic tears.

Isaac stood next to Lily, his brow tightly knitted, clearly wanting to help but entirely out of his depth.

Xavier and Holly exchanged horrified, bewildered glances.

They were completely paralyzed by the sight.

Sienna wrapped her arms around his broad back, pressing her palms flat against his rigid shoulder blades, rocking him gently as if soothing a terrified child.

Finn's muffled sobs tore from his throat, carrying the raw, unfiltered devastation of someone entirely broken.

"Finn," Sienna whispered, turning her head to press her lips directly against his ear, dropping her voice so low only he could hear. "I'm taking you home. Okay?"

He gave a minuscule nod against her collarbone, the movement tight with restrained fear.

Sienna supported his heavy frame as they staggered toward the door. As she passed the table, she shot a quick glance at the group.

Her voice was fast, steady, and betrayed absolutely zero panic.

"I will explain everything later. I am so incredibly sorry for tonight. We have to go."

Isaac was already out of his chair.

"Do you need help?"

"His nervous system is extremely volatile right now. Too many people will cause sensory overload."

Sienna had already managed to get Finn out into the hallway. She threw one last look over her shoulder at Isaac. "I've got him. Stay here and take care of Lily."

Isaac stared at Finn's massive, trembling silhouette draped over Sienna's shoulder.

He ultimately held his ground and gave her a solemn nod.

Finn's footsteps were a chaotic mess—sometimes rushing, sometimes dragging, entirely stripped of his usual military precision.

It was a profoundly overwhelming sensation.

Maybe her pregnancy hormones were skyrocketing her maternal instincts.

If he wasn't a six-foot-tall wall of muscle, she would have hauled him into her lap and rocked him to sleep.

"I apologize," Finn rasped, his voice so thoroughly destroyed it was barely audible.

Sienna froze, fresh tears instantly pooling in her own eyes.

The sheer agony in his voice gutted her.

"You never have to apologize to me."

Sienna reached over, gently thumbing away the lingering dampness on his cheek, her touch endlessly tender.

"You experienced a sensory overload. Has your system recalibrated?"

Finn gave a tiny nod.

"Can you sit up on your own?"

He gave another small nod.