#Chapter68

END OF THE NIGHTMARES

JOY

“How’re you feeling?” Beau asked as Dad handed us the coffee mugs.

It was way past midnight and I had tucked Paige safely in her bed before coming back downstairs to talk to Beau who looked too tensed within himself.

“I feel good,” I said, slumping back on the couch, my body aching from the struggle. “I was terrified to see him but I think I’m okay now. I realized many things today.”

Beau kept the mug on the table and gulped. “I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself if something happened to you.” Meeting my concerned gaze, he said, “More so, what...