Brandon stared at her as though he were seeing a complete stranger. “Chloe was only four years old when her mother d!ed in that acc!dent!”
“And I spent two exhausting years trying to find my place inside a home where I was always treated like an invited guest!” Brenda shouted back.
“Then you should have simply packed your things and walked away from our lives!” Brandon replied with a frigh.ten.ing, controlled calm.
Brenda released a bitter, broken laugh. “Walk away after everything I gave up for you?”
“Yes,” Brandon answered quietly. “You should have just left.”
Brenda attempted to move toward him, but the officers firmly stopped her. “I wanted us to have a child together, Brandon!”
“And because of that, you were willing to put my daughter’s life in d@nger?” Brandon asked, his voice trembling with disbelief.
“It was never supposed to become like this!” Brenda cried.
“Then how exactly was it supposed to end?” Brandon demanded.
