And it was easier to direct that anger at her than to deal with the fear that I’d almost lost my son.
“That’s not fair to her,” I said aloud to the empty room.
Ezra stirred inside me.
“You know what you need to do.”
“I know.”
“Then do it.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Yes, it is. You apologize. You tell her the truth. You stop being a coward.”
I wanted to argue with him, but he was right. I was being a coward.
I looked back at Leo, sleeping peacefully, and made a decision.
I settled back into the chair, pulling it closer to Leo’s bed. My mind was still racing, but at least now I had a plan. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, Hazel was shaking my shoulder.
“Elijah. Wake up.”
I blinked, disoriented.
“What time is it?”
“Almost one in the morning. You should go home
