Chapter Sixty

Two weeks later

"Daddy!". Gwen shook Jesse awake. "Wake up!".

Jesse stirred and forced one eye open to stare at Gwen. He was hung over and felt like his head would come off if he attempted to lift it. He'd drank himself to stupor the night before after he and Aviva dropped Bella off at the airport.

She'd insisted on taking a commercial flight back to Mexico and there was no talking her out of it so they'd let her and Aviva had cried on his shoulder making him feel like a horrible human being. He'd gone to the bar from the airport without inviting his friends but when he realized he'd drank too much, he called Olly who came to meet him and brought him home.

"Daddy! Mommy is dead!". Gwen shook him. "Mommy is dead!".

"Yes I know." He muttered. "Helena died months ago."

"No! Aunt Bella!". Gwen exclaimed tearfully.

Jesse's eyes flew open and he propped himself up on his elbow.

"What?".

"It's on the news." Gwen pointed to his TV. She grabbed the remote and turned it on, waited a fe