Kelly
I couldn’t move. The phone still lay on the couch where I had dropped it. Anderson had cancer. The words circled in my mind, looping over and over, but they didn’t feel real. They couldn’t be real.
He was lying. He had to be lying. Right?
I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the living room. My legs felt restless, my heart pounding too fast, too loud. Every part of me screamed that this wasn’t my problem. That I had left Anderson behind, that his life, his choices, weren’t my burden to carry anymore.
But what if it was true? What if he was really dying?
A sharp pain settled in my chest. Aiden. Harper.
How could I tell them? Should I tell them?
My son had barely healed from the wounds Anderson had left him with. And Harper, she barely even knew him. Would she ev
