Griffin’s Pov.
Both Mia and Rosie fell asleep, and here I sit with my f*****g mind, having a battle with what to do next. I can’t just pack up all our s**t and move, that won’t even help, my past will always follow, and how do I even explain to Mia that I have a lunatic brother who’s out of jail and my father framed him for killing his mother to keep her mouth shut about him.
Not to even mention the drug dealers that got locked up, and the FBI f****d up and locked them up in the same prison as my brother.
Can one ever escape all your demons and just live a normal life? Some people can, but I can not. I should’ve never returned and put my family in danger again.
I sit in silence for a while before I went to the study and pulled out a bottle of whiskey again, at first I only stare at it,
