Jeff’s POV
I sat in my study long after Emma had gone to bed, staring at the dim glow of my desk lamp, my thoughts a tangled mess.
Tonight had been a wake-up call.
I had spent the past months trying to repair the damage I had done to my marriage, trying to prove to Emma that I had changed, that I was ready to be the husband and father I should have been from the start, but no matter how hard I tried, I felt like I was losing her.
And now, Sam was back.
I clenched my fists, the name alone igniting a slow burn of anger deep in my gut.
I had spent years avoiding the reality of my mistakes, but I couldn’t avoid them anymore, Sam had been there when I had pushed Emma away.
He had been there when she had needed someone. He had been there when I had been too caught up in my pride and resen
