It was choking and overwhelming with just the two of us in the room, and the tense silence was making everything so much worse.

After the emotionally draining talk with the girls, I made them call Zion so we could talk, but the sight of him killed all the words in my throat.

I was struggling to come up with what to say, and I couldn’t. My head was blank, and I had no idea how to begin.

“You called for me?” He asked me, solving the problem of what I would say

“No. Stay there,” I ...