She hadn't said anything about her mom and what she saw as a little girl since I mentioned the killer's name, and I wasn't about to push her. The memory of her earlier breakdown was still fresh in my mind. I knew we were gonna have to deal with it at some point, but we'll go at her pace. If she takes too long I'll just drag it out of her.
I was worried for her and my unborn son or daughter. Worried about what all this stress would do to her. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I'd found him. s**t, that's d**k thinking. She needed this. And as much as I want to keep her away from this s**t this one can't be helped. I'll just have to be extra careful and make sure she and the kid stays safe.
Nothing can happen to them. If there is one thing I'm sure would pull me back in after coming this
