Chapter 39

The next morning when Calla woke me, it was seven a.m. and she was "going to die if I don't eat in the next FIVE minutes!" I chuckled at her while rubbing my exhausted eyes. I knew they were probably extremely red and puffy because they always got like that when I cried myself to sleep. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen, digging her toes into the floor to try and propel us forward faster. She intently watched me from where she sat on the counter as I made her breakfast, completely ignoring the fact that Tanner's keys were still gone from the wall hook which meant he hadn't been back since he left last night. When I was finished with her food, I placed her at the bar top and proceeded to pull out a container of yogurt for myself, not even sure if I'd be able to stomach the small snack with my upset stomach. "Where's daddy?" She asked halfway through her meal. My stomach rolled as I cleared my throat and wracked my brain for some