Chapter 22

I think I’ve forgotten how to breathe.

Beatrice’s words are still echoing in my ears, heavy and unsettling. ‘You keep Caleb for yourself.’

If you’d asked me two weeks ago, hell, even two days ago, if this was what I wanted, I’d jump at the idea. Caleb’s own mother is hand-delivering the fantasy I’ve kept buried for years, telling me that Caleb feels the same way I feel about him.

But I’m not feeli