Finn
I hate it when she looks scared but we needed to talk about him, about the letter. Things have escalated slightly with what Miles told me and I was scared, “Can we talk about this later tonight?” She whispered nudging her head towards where the kids were, “I don’t want them to hear what I’m going to tell you.”
“Were you going to tell me about it?” I grabbed her hands in mine and brought her to the dining room table. I wasn’t upset. I wasn’t mad. I just wanted and needed to know because from what Miles told me, it’s serious and it hurt to know she was hiding something like this from me. She needed to be protected, the kids needed to be protected and I can do that for her. I want to do that for them.
The thought of anything happening to her or the kids breaks me and breaks my soul. W
