Gemma
It's been one week since Murray broke the news about Larry and I haven't stopped thinking about him and his little family. Before I know it, I start to think about how Julian has a half-brother out there and how Larry won't ever know that he has another son.
It is too goddamn late, everything that I thought could go wrong just did, and I'm crumbling on the inside. My chest is constricted from the pain of my broken future, of the love that I lost. There's nothing that I can do about it. Nothing but blame myself for not pushing harder to tell him.
"Gemma,"
"I'm okay, Dalton, you know I have to be for Jules," I tell him the second he gives me the look. It's Sunday, Edwin and Dad are taking Julian to the zoo, spoiling the hell out of the one-year-old while I spend the afternoon with
