Josh Point of View
The Thursday had finally come to an end, and Josh couldn’t wait to get home to his beautiful red-haired fiancée. Even though the visit with Michaela that morning had left him unsettled, he tried not to dwell on it. He would keep showing up for his daughter, no matter how much Briar pushed back.
He had talked it over with his uncle earlier, needing the older man’s steady advice, and the conversation had lifted a heavy weight from his chest. Now he felt lighter, hopeful, and eager to be home.
As he drove, his mind turned to the weekend.
He had already texted his mother during the day to let her know he would be coming by on Sunday—and that he was bringing someone special. She had immediately called him at work, burning with curiosity, but Josh had only laughed and tol
