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Shaking.
Feeling like I was dead and now revived.
My chest heaved, my lips trembled, and when I looked over at Christian for emotional support, tears were streaming down his handsome face too.
“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,” I repeated over and over, wanting him to feel my regret, all my hurt, and shame. I threw my arms around him, wanting him to understand how truly sorry I was for what I was doing to us.
What was I thinking? How could I do this to him?
After everything he’d done for me, his love, his family, he really did heal me.
There we were.
Two broken people.
Husband and wife.
Who were trying to find their way back to one another, with a baby on the way.
Which was simply created out of pure desperation and love for each other.
Chapter Twenty
—Kinley—
Then
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear Kinley! Happy birthday to you!”
I smiled wide, blowing out the twenty-one candles on my bright turquoise cake.
Everyone that mattered to me was there in attendance.
Christian.
His family.
Jax.
My mom.
It had been three years since she’d appeared at our graduation, and from that point forward, she was everything I’d ever wanted and needed. We had the best relationship. I saw her all the time since Christian and I attended the University of Dallas. I lived in my own apartment off-campus, near Christian and Julian’s house that they rented.
Jax lived in my complex, within walking distance of my place. We were still best friends, much to Christian’s disappointment. I swear he got an apartment close to me just to piss Christian off. They still butted heads over everything and anything, often bickering over the stupidest shit.
“Honey,” Mom interrupted my thoughts. “You look stunning. Is that a new dress?”
“Yeah.” I nodded to Christian. “It was one of my gifts.”
“Christian, you have great taste.”
“Thanks, Miss McKenzie.”
“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Linda?”
He chuckled, winking at me.
I wish I could say his feelings toward my mom had changed, and I guess in some ways they had. He was respectful of our time together and the fact that she was in my life. However, he was still cautious when it came to her. Worrying that one day she’d hurt me again, but I wasn’t.
