“Oh, baby girl. You know it’s not too late for you two, right? There’s still time for y’all to heal what’s been broken.” Shock courses through me, and my brows furrow as I turn to look at the knowing, but sad, smile curving her lips. “What are you talking about, Ma?” “You and Chris,” she says simply. “He told me that you’re angry with him, that you have every right to be, but he’s determined to make it right. He moved back here and laid down roots in the place that’s most important to you to do just that.”
Oh shit!
