“Liam, I know what happened.” – Matt calmly says trying to ease the tension.
“What? How?” – I ask him confused but still anger-driven.
“I spoke to Alison. She panicked when you left the hospital. It’s ok. We can solve this. Just put down the gun, ok?” – he slowly manages to take my hands off his and put down the weapon. I know that he’s just doing this because it’s me, otherwise there would already be blood painting the walls. I know how much I’m already pushing the line. I don’t f*****g care.
I was frantically pacing around the room, thinking about all the f****d up things that happened in these couple of hours. They were all my fault. If I had taken proper care of Jamie, maybe my son would still be growing inside her. Maybe she wouldn’t have gone through the terror of almost being r**
