Chapter 78I kept both hands on the wheel even though I could not feel them anymore. The sting in my palm was still there, sharp and immediate and every time I tried to push it away, it came back harder. I had slapped my own daughter. I had raised my hand to my child.The road ahead blurred for a moment and I blinked fast, forcing myself to focus. I would not cry. Not yet. Not while I was still driving.But the truth of what I had done sat heavy in my chest, pressing down like something too large to swallow. I should not have done that. No matter what she said. No matter what she was trying to do. She was still my child and I had let my hurt make me someone I did not want to be.That was Jason's gift to me. That was what years of him had left behind. A woman who could lose herself in a moment, who could reach for violence when words failed her. I hated him for that. I hated what he had shaped me into without me even noticing it was happening.I turned onto the main road and exhaled sl
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