Chapter 9 — You Were Entirely Right

“The night you packed your bag,” I said, my voice completely level, completely without warmth, “you told me that I wanted to be a mother, so I needed to act like one.

And I have thought about that sentence a great deal over the past four days.

Because you were entirely right.”

Julian blinked, thrown by the agreement, unsure where it was leading.

“You were right,” I continued.