Chapter 7 Seven

• Tessa
• All through the ride back home, I keep telling myself I did the right thing lying to Sorren. He’d be less inquisitive about why my breast is overflowing. And when I am depressed – as I am right now – he would understand that I am just a grieving mother who needs peace and quiet.
• But, why did I feel horrible lying to him? Why did I feel like I had just condemned my daughter to death when I told him she was still born? Why was everything so complicated.