A bittersweet heaviness settles in my chest. It’s not her own weight Eden’s struggling to carry at all . . . it’s ours. Our endless arguments and all the troubles beneath them. It’s all the issues that have existed long before she ever arrived but that she’s now forced to bear. Jaykob’s defensive resentment, Dominic’s guilty retreat, Beaumont’s fury, and Lucky’s reckless anxiety . . . My absence.
