Elise POV
I sick on my parents wrap around porch staring out towards the woods that line their property. I refuse to let any more tears fall as I sip my coffee. I believe in my heart that Morris loves me, but that doesn't make his choices hurt any less. The sound of the screen door opening breaks me out of my thoughts. "I figured I'd find you out here. I checked Emmy, and she is cool as a cucumber," my mom says. "Hopefully whatever bug she caught at daycare won't last long."
"Are you ready to talk about what's going on between you and Morris, Elise?" I'm just about to tell her we are fine when she glares at me. "Elise, you are my baby girl. You can't hide when your heart is hurting from me. I know damn well that your husband is the cause. I love Morris as if he were my own son, but I'm n
