Esme
The pain seemed to reverberate through me, wave after wave. I needed Jackson. He was the only one that would be able to stop me from finding comfort in Brodie. Each time he reached for me, I pulled away, but I was getting weaker in my resolve. I couldn’t let him get close. My need for him was too great. If I dared give into him, I would be lost to him. I loved him so much, but it didn’t change everything he had done. I needed a distance between us, especially at that moment.
So many times, Jackson and I had discussed how hard it would be for me to see the baby and not let my love for Brodie creep back in. Love was a convincing force. It could easily persuade me to accept the status quo at the camp. To make me think that second place was better than not having him at all. I could se
