CHAPTER 52: THE LIFE THAT COULD'VE BEEN

JEREMY

Why is she here?

I told her that I didn't want to see her again. For obvious reasons being, it's hard to move on with my life when she's still a part of it. When she's still there judging me for what I've done to her family. How much I've screwed up her life.

I can't bring them back — as much as I wish I could. But I can drink to numb that pain. If she's out of my life I don't have to see it on her. The hatred she has for me.

I walked into the kitchen after freshening up into something more appropriate when having guests.

My mother was being her usual bossy self, working her way around my kitchen as she prepared dinner. As she was doing this, Vanessa was trying to talk her way out of staying. My mother was having none of it of course.

"I can walk, I don't mind. You two should spend some time alone anyway."

"Just let her go. It's only an hour's walk. She'll be fine."I reached up into the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a bottle of scotch. Both of them were looking at me. Judgemen