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We haven’t spoken properly since officially moving in with Aimee’s parents. At first I put it down to working so many evening shifts at the hospital, the long commute, hardly seeing each other. But it’s not just that, or even seeing Luna in such a vile way.
It’s the words on the mirror.
I’m partly to blame for distancing myself from Aimee. It’s been easy with Byron and Lynne as distractions. There’s rarely a moment of awkward silence to fill, and I’ve told myself that it’s best just to give her time, let her get over the stress. But I know it’s just another one of my excuses not to face up to things. It’s hard for me too, though. I saw the message. It’s my baby as well. It freaked me out just as much. I’m the one who’s meant to keep my wife safe, keep my family safe.
I can’t even ke
