Jagger POV
I reach for Angel but find the sheets are already cold. My eyes flutter open, and I realize I'm alone in our room. I had a hell of a time falling asleep last night after our conversation with my father and Bella. I have no idea what time it is but the sun peeking through the window lets me know it's later than I'd normally sleep. I laid awake holding Angel in my arms long after she fell asleep last night. Memories of everything that happened leading up to finding my father plagued my mind.
Seeing the pain in his eyes when he told us about Simone made my chest ache even more. I could feel the guilt rolling off him in waves as he blamed himself for all that happened to me and my mother. Part of me wants to be angry at him for not seeing the character of the people that he allow
