Violet
Doom had been gone for hours, yet the man was still occupying every thought in my head.
Which was ridiculous.
I had plenty of other things to think about.
Naomi and her beautiful baby boy.
Ethan and Rebecca's wedding.
And my ribs, which currently felt like someone had taken a baseball bat to them.
Yet all I could think about was what Doom had said earlier.
Children.
Meeting his parents.
A future together.
Four years ago, I would've given anything to hear those words.
Now?
I wanted to believe him.
But there was something standing between us.
June.
A soft knock interrupted my thoughts.
"Come in."
Rebecca appeared.
"How are you feeling?"
"Like I've been trampled by cattle."
She laughed.
"Need anything?"
"New ribs?"
"I'll see what I can do."
She smiled before si
