Emily POV
I couldn’t understand what was wrong with Drake. I had convinced him to let me handle Lia, and I knew I was going to win this. After all, I’d fought too hard and come too far to let someone like Lia ruin things for me now.
I walked into the room, seeing how focused Dean was on his toys. A soft smile came to my face, and I walked over, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek as I whispered, “I love you, son.”
I saw the way he looked at me, his little brow furrowed as if he was trying to understand why I said that out of the blue. Chuckling softly, I walked back to the bed and sat down, gazing out the window. I couldn’t believe it had been years since I last felt at peace, since I had returned to this place.
As I sat there lost in thought, trying to find a way to deal with Lia, Nan
