Emma made the decision on a Tuesday.
She'd been holding Marcus's lawyer's letter for three weeks, reading it over and over, trying to figure out what she wanted.
Marcus Reid was being released in six months. He wanted to apologize. In person. At the prison.
"I'll come with you," James said immediately when she told him.
"No." Emma folded the letter carefully. "I need to do this alone."
"Em—"
"I need to know I can face him without needing someone to protect me." She looked at James. "Does that make sense?"
James studied her for a long moment, then nodded. "It does. But I'll be waiting for you when you're done."
"Deal."
The prison was exactly what Emma expected—gray, cold, depressing.
She went through security, surrendered her phone and purse, and was led to a visiting room with ta
