Chapter 110

I get through the rest of the letters. By the last one, I’m numb.

The tone changed, and I could mark the spiral my father

took in his latter years, perhaps an extension of the guilt he

couldn’t come to terms with.

Maybe I could’ve been sweeter when I visited. Maybe I

braver. Less needy.

I don’t know.

my stomach and I think of my own child.

No. Never.

would I do to my child what had been done to me.

it any wonder I’m so happy to curl up with Aaron’s big wolf? I am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized.

howls long

crying

steady stream of silent

that. I stroke his fur and snuggle closer. “I’m okay. I

to accept that because he lays his head back down.

up the last letter. The one that I’ve been dreading most.

Leah,

you’re at the end of it and look back. I’ve made mistakes. So many where you are concerned. I’ve gambled with our company too many times, and

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