Chapter 9

Sebastian’s respect for me once again eased the pain Jordan had caused me. It was like a balm, soothing the wounds that his rejection had left on my heart. No matter how much Jordan pushed me away, Sebastian was still by my side. And that had to count for something, didn’t it? Now, all I needed to do was solve this problem. "Sweetheart, Sebastian told me this might work." I sat on the edge of our bed, staring at the tiny pill in my palm. My birth control. For years, I had religiously taken it. To be honest, I did not want another child. Jordan’s birth had been difficult, both physically and emotionally. I had convinced myself that one child was enough, that I didn’t need to go through it again. But now, the cracks in our family were widening and this is the last thing that I can do to hold onto my family. Jordan barely looked at me. His love, his laughter, his warmth—everything he used to give me so freely—was now reserved for Joey. And it hurt. If having another child could bring him