Smith POV

“Yeah, we’ve been through all this,” Willison said, sick to death of that fucking excuse like those words were supposed to explain everything. “And it’s no fucking excuse.”

“She’s my sister and you’re my best friend and I wasn’t enough for either of you.”

Willison turned to stare at Smith, who had thrown his arm over his eyes. “What?”

“I wasn’t enough. I was never enough for Mia and I knew it and I just kept trying to hold on to her tighter and tighter. I knew I was doing a shit job, but I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t be her mum and dad,...