Wren had gotten home just after 1 a.m., and Lindsay was awake waiting for him. She had slept for about an hour before waking up and going to the living room to watch TV and wait for him to get home.
“Why are you awake?” Wren asked her as he walked into the living room where she was.
“I couldn’t sleep, and I missed you,” she answered as he sat beside her on the couch and put his arms around her. “I’m sorry for treating your mother the way I did. I didn’t know what else to do.”
Wren kissed her before saying, “You did what you should have done. You probably should have done it sooner, but I know you were worried about how it would affect me.”
“I was worried, and I still am. Your Mother is going to be even worse to me now and do her very best to split us up. I’m worried about what lengths
