I noticed him stop, so I took the chance to pull my hand free from his grip.

My chest tightened just saying those words out loud. Even remembering what happened back then makes it hard to breathe. If I’d been stupid enough to keep following him, I wouldn’t have Jackson today, the one who gives me strength and joy.

“What, you don’t remember anymore? Or are you just pretending you don’t know about that? So what right do you have to ask me about my son when you never even had it in ...