Maggie straightened, turning away from him, and Porter wondered if he’d made a mistake bringing her here. He’d thought she’d need some closure after today. A chance to drop that brittle mask she’d been wearing for months and just feel…whatever it was she felt. To let it go.
Maybe that was foolish. She’d lost a child, and it had changed her whole life. Was that a thing that could be let go? Hell, he was still carving little toys to leave here because he hadn’t. But that was more about Maggie than Jessica. Because he hadn’t been able to let her or the fantasy he’d woven around her go.
When she finally spoke, her voice held the low thrum of confession. “All these years, I’ve had so many conflicting feelings about all this. When I found out I was pregnant, I thought my life was over. My birt
