Gemma found herself daydreaming about Conner. Every single moment spent with her children had been a chance to fantasize about a life with Conner at her side instead of Shane. She knew he would protect her and care about her, only giving her satisfaction. The only bruises she would have would be from the rough s*x they would both take part in while showing their dedication to each other. Although her true husband lay in a hospital bed upon a ventilator, she found peace in knowing he couldn’t walk through the door and bring harm to her or her children. He had never lifted a hand to the children, but she knew it could be a matter of time until he would turn his anger towards the children. Perhaps this was why she had always been compliant when it came to his demands. Thinking of all of these
