#Chapter303
/"He’s venting. He doesn’t mean it. No one on the planet understands how you tick more than he does. Arrick is no push over, Sophie. He deals with you the way you need, it’s natural for him. You two have always effortlessly seemed to know how to cohabit and adjust accordingly. That’s rare./" Jake squeezes me again and then loosens his hold a little, so I can sit up again, and he keeps his arm around my shoulder. I watch Mia in the sand pit showing her siblings how to turn out a little castle from a pink bucket now she has stopped throwing it around. Watching them makes my chest tighten and the tears are back in my eyes as my head comes full circle to the little life I will never see become another Carrero. It hits me so hard like a gut kick.
/"Except now… Neither of us are capable of knowing or being what each other needs. We’re drifting apart./" I’m deflated and raw and he sighs too.
