Jocelyn wasn’t sure what had happened. After watching the video Rolf had hidden in Gavin’s stuffed bear, she felt raw, as though her skin had been ripped off her bones and she was just exposed and hurting everywhere.
Watching the man whom she had given seven years of her life to, the man she had once believed she loved and looked up to him as though he hung the moon and sun in her world. The father of her children. Watching and hearing his voice after two years. After finally accepting the truth she had been running away from, it had all been too much.
But by the time she had pulled herself together again, she realized she was in a bedroom, lying on a bed. But it hadn’t been Gabriel’s room, and he hadn’t been in the room with her. Instead, she had found herself embraced by her sisters.
