Page 94 of Turning the Tide


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He deserves to know.

I stand up, lifting the box off the floor, deciding if he ever comes back into my life, I'll tell him. Even if I don't want to.

I'm pissed at him for getting me pregnant.

I'm pissed at him for leaving.

I'm pissed at him for breaking my heart.

I'm even pissed at myself for not chasing him down like I always did.

The horrible feeling of being one of the many people in his life that failed him creeps up into my throat, tightening my esophagus.

I can't breathe.

He said he didn't love you, Hanna. Stop being stupid.

I walk out to the car, shoving the last box in. Ellie jumps into her car seat, and I buckle her up. Shutting her door to see Adam leaning against the driver's door.

"What are you doing here?"

He slings his suitcase into the back next to Ellie, "I told you I had your back. Let's go."

"What?" I whisper, tears welling up into my eyes.

"Let's go on a road trip, little sis."

"You're… coming?"

Adam slips into the driver's seat, pushing his ray bans up his nose. I glance back to the porch, my dad's smirk beaming with pride.

"Yep. I'm coming, let's go start this new job. Ms. Mason."

I laugh, shutting the door. "You realize this is my job. You don't start with me."

He looks over at me, a grin covering his face, "I guess I'm the stay-at-home mom. At least for now."

I giggle, kicking my feet up on the dash, looking into the small box on the floorboard. The edge of the shirt slipping through the lid.

I cram it inside, hiding it from my eyes and my heart. Pretending it doesn't exist—Just like everything else.

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