Jacob
“I know it wasn’t my fault,” I whispered as I picked up my glass of wine. I took a sip as I gathered my strength to talk about what was in that report. “I know there were skid marks on the road. I know that Melani had tried to stop. I knew I had tried to stop. I know that the point of impact came from her hitting us. I know all of that…but…” I took a deep breath as I looked over at Alastair. “But maybe if I had been paying attention to the road, maybe I could have avoided getting hit,”
“Maybe,” he agreed. Alastair was a logical person, and I knew what he was trying to point out. “It still wasn’t your fault, Jacob,” he said firmly.
“I know, but…it’s hard not to feel guilty over it. My siblings…died…” I took another deep breath as I desperately tried to keep the tears at bay. “Call
