Recipe for Love (Jupiter Tides #1)

by Anne Malcom

“It’s too late,” I exhaled a heavy breath. “For amends. For any kind of relationship between us.” I turned to regard the apartment, the windows illuminating all of the people inside. The furniture, the art, all expensive, all impressive… to certain kinds of people, at least. Rowan was there, cutting a dark shape amongst all of the country club assholes. He was standing close to the sliding doors leading out here. His eyes were on me and my mother, gaze hard and posture rigid. He was ready, poised to run out here, protect me from anything he could. I tried to give him a reassuring smile, but I wasn’t physically capable of such things. “You did it.” I turned back to my mother. “You got the life you always wanted. All you needed to do was sacrifice your son. Steal away our childhood. Now, you’ve got the money, the things, the husband. But you don’t have children. One is gone from this world, and I may as well be dead to you because you’re dead to me.” I didn’t wait for my mother to say something, to try to get the last word—as she always did. I dropped my glass, letting it shatter on the ground, and walked out, the shards crunching underneath my feet.