If I Break (If I Break Series, #1)

by Portia Moore

too. MAY 10TH, 2011 I’m awake. It’s early, and I haven’t slept much at all. What happened last night consumes my thoughts, plus Cal was constantly tossing and turning in the full-size bed that was comfortable to me as a teenager, but now feels cramped for a woman and her six-foot husband. Even if he’d been still, I doubt I could have slept. A million thoughts have been running through my mind. I keep going over all of the things I’ve accepted, all of the times I’ve forgiven, that I’ve caved despite my better judgment. I glance at him, and he seems to finally be still, resting. I double-check to make sure he’s sound asleep and ease out of the bed as quietly as I can. Grabbing his phone off the dresser, I tiptoe out of the room and pull the door shut. I have never invaded Cal’s privacy, not once. But there is a first time for everything, and this is completely warranted. I need answers, and I need them now—if I have to snoop for them, so be it. I hit the power button, and of course, it’s password protected. I tiptoe past Raven’s bedroom and down the stairs to find the cordless house phone and dial Cal’s number. When it rings, I answer it and put it on speaker so that I can get into his contact list. I only want Dexter’s wife’s phone number. If I hadn’t thrown my own phone off the balcony before I left home, I wouldn’t have to do this, but that’s beside the point. I’m tempted to go through the call history. After a short debate, I give in, and when I search through it, I see ...