Amelia’s POV
I only sat with myself for a few minutes before Damien brought in Jake. For that, I was relieved. Sitting alone with myself for too long, I was certain would make me spiral.
So much could have happened in six years. I couldn’t stop thinking about all I might have missed and hating that I had missed so much.
Jake followed Damien into the room with his head held low and his shoulders slumped. I didn’t know much about the man, but something inside of me told me that he was the kind of guy who should stand tall and proud and confident.
My not knowing him must have knocked him down low. Truly, he must have cared for me as a brother would.
I regretted so much that I couldn’t remember a thing about him.
“I’m sorry,” I said, before even another word could be spoken. “I never had
