She struggled to get her breathing to stabilize, difficult when her pulse was fluttering like a hummingbird inside her veins and rage flooded her entire body.
“Are you mad?” she squeezed the words out of her throat without hiding any of the bitterness felt toward him. The man had to be certifiably insane to think she would ever get back with him, she thought.
Enock made to move towards her and Jane immediately raised a hand to hold him off, taking a step back as an extra caution. “Don’t.”
The single spoken word, coupled with the look in her eyes, stopped him. He sighed as though hurt. As though he even had the right to be hurt.
“Our son deserves to have both parents there to raise him. I know what it’s like not having a father around… I don’t want that for my son. Trust me. I want to o
