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Cam didn’t deserve that today.

Not really.

Yet some part of me refuses to let go of any of the pain.

If I do, I’ll be letting go of Drew, too.

And I can’t ever do that.

I rest my hand over my growing belly where a tiny foot presses against it, and a smile pulls at my lips before the anguish and tears quickly return.

Drew will never feel this…

There won’t be any birthdays.

He won’t witness his child coming into this world.

And that’s why I can’t forgive Cam.

That’s why I can’t let him get back under my skin or into my heart.

13

CAM

ONE WEEK LATER

It looks so different tonight.

His house.

Hers now.

Darker…

I look up at the porch light I replaced that should be glowing brightly this time of night, but it’s off—either because Ivy forgot to turn it on or chose to keep herself in the darkness intentionally.

Probably the latter.

Ever since the beach, I’ve been worried about her, even more than I had been before that day.

And not just because of how we left things. She had every right to feel that way and say those words to me.

She seemed so…lost.

Alone.

Drifting and hopeless.

So completely devastated in a way that seemed even worse than how I found her that first night after she’d received Drew’s ashes.

I hadn’t thought it could get harder than it was at that moment when her eyes met mine through the driving rain and she said his name…

Having to watch confusion and then hope flicker across her face for that split-second before she crumpled into my arms.…

But I was so fucking wrong.

About everything.