Chapter 67
It gave me the chills. We needed to talk about his mother’s passing, but part of me wanted to run. “Can I say a few words to you? Difficult things you might not like to hear?”
Sebastien slowly exhaled. “I’m counting on you to.”
His reaction surprised me and I moved closer to him, until our knees touched. “What I need to tell you is—” But I stopped, too afraid I’d upset him.
“No, Jack, don’t hold back. Tell me. I need to hear it.”
“Okay.” I sat up straight. “Well, I think you’re afraid that by letting go of your pain, you’ll dishonor your mother.” My heart thundered, but I pressed on. “That not being angry anymore would mean not keeping her alive inside.”