Chapter 27
Jessi
I was nervous. A wreck. I couldn’t sleep the night before and every time I rolled out of bed I found myself standing in Caleb’s room. I’d sit in the recliner in his room and watch him. Breathing in and out. Watching his chest rise and fall. Every day seemed to make him more like his father. More like the man I’d allowed myself to get close to again. I had no idea how my plan had gotten so turned around. How I had gone from wanting revenge to wanting him again. I dozed off every once in a while, committing the peaceful silence of my son to memory.
Because I had a feeling it wouldn’t stay that way.
If I wasn’t thinking about Chris, I was thinking about Justin. About how angry he had been and how blindsided he was over Chris and I being together. His blind rage tossed his
