Chapter Twenty-Five
Stone
Grief can make people act like someone they’re not. That was the case with Jessa. All the drive she seemed to have had disappeared with the death of her father. I knew a thing or two about losing one’s parents. Of course, I was just a little kid when I’d lost mine, but I was sure Jessa felt a lot like I did back then. I’d felt alone in the world, at first. I did have my brothers, and Jessa had an older sister. Just knowing that there’s someone here on Earth who shares your blood makes a hell of a lot of difference. But it takes time to come to that conclusion.
I’d barely slept at all that night, and as soon as the sun rose, I got out of bed and put my clothes on, joining my oldest brother, Baldwyn, downstairs for a coffee in the breakfast room. “Hey, Baldwyn. T
