“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “But where Jo is concerned, I’m even less certain. He knows who she is, Bree. He knows she’s Isaak’s child.”
“I can’t imagine what you’re going through. It doesn’t feel real.”
I take a deep breath and swallow my tears. “I wish you were here.”
“Me, too, kid,” she says. “Me, too.”
“I hope I’ll get to see you soon.”
“I hope you’re right, Cami.”
I clutch the phone and jerk my head upright when I hear a noise down the hall. “I gotta go, Bree.”
“Okay. Give Jo a kiss from me.”
I hang up before she can get wind of the fact that I have sobs bottling up in my chest. The moment the line goes dead, I let my tears run free.
The plan is to get out of Isaak’s office as soon as possible, but my legs feel rooted to the ground. And suddenly, I decide that I don’t
