Chapter 125

• I lied curled up on the couch in Colton’s living room with my knees tucked against my chest. My throat felt raw from the breakdown earlier, and my head ached from too many thoughts circling at once.
• I hated it. I hated myself for breaking down like that, especially because of someone like Kenneth.
• But I couldn’t help it. I had let myself grow used to the guy, perhaps because Jaxon and I were close. Perhaps because he had taken the role of a guardian for the little time I had spent as Emma so far, despite everything. And perhaps because I missed my real parents, and that I let him step in as their replacement.