Loïc“The anxiety balled up in my throat plummets down to my feet, taking my breath with it. I gasp for air. The sight before me is one straight from my nightmares.”
—Loïc Berkeley
I can’t do it anymore.
I see the words from Tommy’s text over and over in my head as I rifle through my dresser. I shine the light from my cell phone into the drawer. It’s still dark outside, and I don’t want to wake London with the overhead light.
Her family is arriving today. It’s an exciting day because they will be meeting Lindi for the first time. London has an entire two-day New Year’s celebration planned. We’ve spent the last week since Christmas getting everything ready for our guests. She’s so thrilled to finally introduce our daughter to everyone we love. London goes all out when we host, so she nee
