Chapter 187

Christa The conversation with Colson didn’t go as planned. I had accepted that it was probably best to get Jenny to sleep as soon as possible, but in my mind, there was no reason for us to stay past one night. The love that Colson and I had once shared had died when he had left me behind. It didn’t matter that we had planned a future together—that future was gone. The man I had fallen for was gone. Colson might still look the same, but his heart—once loving, generous, and full of wonder—had been replaced by a cold and violent one. It would take dynamite to blow through his hard exterior to even get a glimpse at what remained of his past self, not to mention time. Time I didn’t have.