Cranston’s POV
Bree is snuggled close against my chest, her long, silky hair tickling my chin.
The blanket is half off from where Bree has wrapped it around her, leaving the left side of my body chilly, but I don’t want to disturb her, so I leave it as it is.
She has been asleep for a while, but I cannot seem to do the same tonight.
The same thoughts keep going around and around in my head like a movie reel.
It has been nearly two weeks.
Two weeks since our dads told us that we could basically cancel the entire marriage contract and go on our separate ways.
After our initial conversation with Reese, where we decided to put off the discussion until later, we have done just that, and have not brought up the subject again.
Even when our dads come to visit, we tip toe around the sen
