“I uhm, I just want to say I’m sorry.” Mitchell goes to hug me but then drops his arms. He looks troubled and confused. I know how he felt. I still thought he was a good man. He had done nothing wrong. It was just that I had Jace and Noah now, and my mom, of course, had to go and open her big mouth and make it even worse. I didn’t know how to act around him anymore, and it seemed to me that he felt the same way that I did.
I hope things will be back to normal with us soon because he was important to me, and I would work on it.
“Don’t be. I mean, I would have liked to have the twins at the pyre with me, I could have used the support, but what’s done is done.” I sighed.
“Oh no, I wasn’t referring to that.” He gestures toward the office door behind us. “I was referring to your dad, actua
