Tori’s POV

 After the night I spent with Cayden, I had expected to see him again, but I didn’t. 

He never once came to visit. There was no compassion, no concern, and no want or desire from him.

I was nothing more than a task—a tool he needed.

I had no clue how I was gonna get through all that waiting around. Kas, figuring I might be going stir-crazy, showed up with some paint, and we set about fixing up the nursery.

"I'm thinking of painting this ...