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“And so will your father,” Moreed

Megan stared at her ht, when they actually really liked each other They played bridge together They were friends She didn’t kno they’d endured this hell for so long But Megan didn’t want to live with this anymore She wanted away from it all

She turned back to Nash and her dad, theirnow, but all she heard was a loud huer in Nash’s face Hatred burned in Nash’s eyes A haughtiness there that he had gotten under Clint’s skin That he had won

Tears slid down her face, and she could do nothing to stop theht had quite possibly been the reason Nash had originally been interested in her She hated that because of the animosity, she couldn’t trust that Nash’s er She hated it all She turned to Jenny, wiping away her tears “Do youme home?”

“Not at all, honey,” Jenny said softly, her eyes sad and tender “They’ll sort this out soon enough”

Moht, sweetheart”

Megan sank into herthe war me”

Chapter 12

A good half an hour later, Megan’s cell phone rang for the fifth tihth text froain, like she’d done dozens of times so far, she stuck her cell back into her purse She didn’t want to shut hi about anyone else but herself and the baby She didn’t want to hear Nash’s pro with her father or his apologies She also didn’t want to hear her father’s views on the Blackshaw family

The fighting, the anger, the rageshe wanted it all to stop

At least she had learned one thing fro’s incident While she had her mom’s and Jenny’s support, the only person she could count on in all this was herself Her ure this out and where they fit into her life But she also realized herShe didn’t need to wait for them to do that

Which brought her back to the house she’d looked at with Harper and Emma A house that was perfect in which to raise her child One that was safe and happy After Jenny dropped Megan off at home, she’d contacted Jannie who said the house was still up for sale and had even been reduced in price by ten thousand dollars

Knowi

ng that she needed to get roots into the ground for this new chapter in her life, Megan contacted her longtientlee rates than any of the other bankers in town When she’d bought Kinky Spurs, he’d gotten her an incredibly low interest rate considering the market

Though before she left her apartment for the bank, she had called in reinforce him a coffee in the hope that it would sweeten hian sat in the client chair across from Scott in the small office with only two thin s His white eyebroere drawn tight, creasing the wrinkles evenfroive her good news