What?
How?
Hunter had ended things.
That fresh pain was too much and knowing shecarried his child and had lost it was all too much. She tried tofight the tears. Especially as her big brother was there, watchingher.
She wanted to be strong, but she couldn’tdo it.“I bet you’redisappointed in me.”
“What?”
She pulled her hand away from him, butGeorge reached out and took it back. “No. Hell, no.”
“Come on?” she asked, tears swimming in hereyes.“You’re upset withme.”
“No, I’m not upset with you. Do you need meto call him? Do you need me to go and kick his ass?”
“No.”
“Do I know him?” he asked.
Harlow stared at herbrother. She had neverlied to him and she couldn’t bring herself to do so rightnow.
“Do you know who pushed me off the road?”Harlow asked.
“Harlow?”
“Please,is my birthday present … okay?” She needed tochange the subject.
“It’s not, but I’m going to fix it.”
“Don’t do that,” Harlow said. “I’m sosorry.”
“This is not your fault.”
She should have just gone home, but she hadneeded to drive away to help deal with her … problems.
“How is Ava?” Harlow asked.
“She’s fine. They’re all here. They want tocome and see you.”
“And they can wait to come and see her.”
Harlow tensed up assuddenly, Mrs. Ericksonherself walked through the door.
“Mom?”
“Oh, sweetheart. How are you feeling?”
“I’ve been better,” Harlow said, and shelooked at George. Why were her parents here?
“Jonah was the one that found you. Judecame and told me what was going on.”
“You didn’t know?” she asked.
He shook his head.
She saw the shame in his eyes, and shedidn’t want him to feel that way. Tightening her hold on his hand,she forced a smile to her lips. “It’s fine.”