(Sophia’s POV)
I've been pacing outside Jake's room for twenty minutes, and the little monster still won't open the door.
"Jake, sweetheart, please talk to me." I press my hand against the wood. "Whatever's wrong, we can fix it. But you have to let me help."
Silence.
Not even a sniffle or a shuffle of movement. Just dead, stubborn silence.
I knew this was coming. Had a feeling things would develop this way ever since their return from that dinner four days ago, even though I'd hoped they wouldn't.
Jake wants Ethan to be his new dad. It's obvious to anyone with eyes. The way he lights up when he talks about him, the way he's been drawing those pictures with the three of them as a family.
But Sabrina, still nursing past betrayal and heartbreak, can't see what's right in front of her e
