Caleb POV
"I know." My throat felt tight. "I know, and I can't fix it. I can't find her, and even if I could, why would she ever forgive me?"
"She probably won't." Grandmother's honesty was knife-sharp. "But that doesn't mean you stop trying. You find her, Caleb. You find your wife and your child, and you spend the rest of your life proving you're not the monster you were that night."
"What if it's too late? What if she's..." I couldn't finish the sentence.
"Then you live with that guilt until your last breath." She squeezed my hand. "But I don't think it's too late. I think she's out there, surviving, because that's what strong women do. And when you find her, you'll have to be worthy of her forgiveness."
"I don't know if I can be."
"Then learn." Her voice turned fierce. "You're my
