Blakes Point of View
I stood in the doorway of Brodie's room trying to imagine how it would have looked to Piper. She'd spent the night with me, talking getting to know each other intimately and then this! I'd gone off to work, she'd stayed here to get my brother moved somewhere safe and then come face to face with his nursery. She didn't deserve to have that happen to her.
I didn't come in here very often, it really cut me up when I did. It pulled me back into a time where I was sickeningly happy right before everything I loved got taken away from me. When I was in here it got harder to breathe. Especially when I looked at the crib. I'd put it together with my own hands and now it sat empty. I could feel a lump starting to form in my throat. Easy Blake, you're supposed to be ov
