Chapter 78 About Letting Go

• Ashlyn
• “Are you absolutely sure about your decision?” Sandro asked, his brows slightly furrowed as his eyes locked directly onto mine. I had called him over from Ovie’s place after Marco left. Now, we were sitting across from each other in the living room, and the air between us was thick, so heavy it felt like every breath I took might break me.
• In my arms, Maya slept soundly, her tiny breaths warm against my skin, blissfully unaware of the storm raging in my heart and the weight of the choice I had just made.