FINN LOOKED UP from his phone to see Indy’s pale face, her eyes swimming with unshed tears. His mind switched gears, pulling him out of his phone and back into the real world. He’d been looking at the photos Chloe had sent him of Kayleigh, laughing as she sat on a swing. His heart had nearly burst at the sight. Kayleigh was getting so big now. But then Indy had made a noise, like an animal in great pain. The photos would have to wait until a more suitable time.
“Are you okay?” It looked like she’d just received terrible news. He slipped his phone back in his pocket, his own personal problems forgotten in the path of Indy’s obvious distress.
She looked up, as if only just remembering he was there.
“That bastard. How dare he?” she ground out between clenched teeth. But her harsh words bel
