Nick's POV
Maybe it was because I'd finally learned what it meant to love someone enough to lose yourself for them. Maybe it was because Georgia had softened the parts of me I'd buried under years of anger.
Whatever it was, I wasn't the same Nicholas Knight anymore.
And for the first time since I was a boy, I didn't just see Violet as the woman who hurt me.
I saw her as a mother begging for her son.
Maybe it's because of Georgia. Maybe it's because of Katie. Or maybe it's because I'm about to be a father, a child with my own blood. Whatever the reason, Violet's pain didn't hit me the way it used to. It didn't spark anger or resentment; it cut straight through me.
I didn't even realize I was crying until I saw a tear fall to the floor between us.
Damn it.
