CHAPTER 16
MIA“Mia,” Michael said, brows furrowed together.
He stared at me with eyes filled with pure worry, and … and it felt weird. He hadn’t looked at me like that before. No man had looked at me like that for years.
The phone fell from my hand, and my upper body collapsed onto the bar counter, a shrill cry escaping my lips. No, this couldn’t be happening again. This … I …
My eyes filled with tears, and I didn’t even try to stop them from rushing down my face.
I could distantly hear Susan talking through the phone that was now on the ground, and I stomped right on it to shut her up. If I hadn’t left Mom there … if I had brought her home with me, maybe it wouldn’t have happened. Maybe—another loud cry—maybe she still would have been happy and healthy.
Michael pulled my upper body
