Calvin’s POV
The doctor had advised me to give myself time to recover.
I hated waiting.
But I couldn’t afford to be reckless, not when Kamrynn and my children needed me.
So I listened.
For an entire week, I allowed myself to heal, taking the prescribed medications, resting as much as my mind would allow, and preparing myself for the journey ahead.
Now, the time had finally come.
I was going back to Blue Bell.
With Lysaa.
The entire ride there was painfully silent.
I sat in the back seat while Franklin drove, and Lysaa sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly ahead.
She hadn’t said a single word to me since we left.
Not that I expected anything different.
She hated me.
And she had every right to.
Her body was no longer trembling with fear in my presence, but her silence was
