I wake up feeling like crap.
Yeah, let's blame everything on the pregnancy.
By the time I'm done taking a shower and changing into an official outfit, I'm feeling more like myself. I pick my bag and car keys and I'm good to go.
I tense when I find Brent seated at the island with Bran. My heart still skips a painful beat at what Bran said about him, and even though Brent is allegedly innocent, I still feel a streak of panic when I see them together. Some things can't be forgiven and forgotten that easily.
However, the two are laughing and having breakfast like old buddies, and they both smile at me when I walk in.
They're so free and comfortable around each other. The fear that Bran had the better part of last night is gone, and he's interacting with Brent like he would a family me
