still expected to cry, but I haven't been able to. I'm not sure why." The door opened and a family walked in. It was one of the guys I went to school with. Livie motioned for me to get up and stood next to me while we talked. The guy kept looking between the two of us. I wasn't sure what he was thinking. Nothing ever changed there. Everyone was always trying to figure out your business. We stood for a few more minutes. I let them know their children could go and play with April and Jack if they wanted. Livie walked into the viewing room with the couple. It had only been a few minutes when she came back through the doors with tears streaming down her face. I was off the couch and wrapping her in my arms in seconds. Livie wiped her eyes and pulled back from my hold. Her body was stiff. I had no idea what had just happened. "I'll be back in a minute," she said. "Was it seeing my dad that made you cry?" I asked. "No," she said before turning and walking toward the bathroom. I sat wondering what had happened in that room to take her from smiling to tears that quickly. She didn't stay in the bathroom long, but she wouldn't tell me what had upset her. Something changed about her. The little bit she had let me back in was gone. She was completely closed off and acting like we didn't know each other. I sat with her in silence. When the door opened again, I felt her stiffen even more and saw her hands begin to shake. I looked up to see her ex standing in the doorway. He was looking over at her with a smile. She was shaking so badly the damn couch was moving beneath her. I reached over, took her hand in mine, and pulled her to her feet. There was no way I was letting her pull away from me. He walked up to us. I put my arm around her back and held her by my side. I could still feel her body shaking and knew I was right about him when she jerked her arm away from me days before. That fucker did something to her. He would never touch her again. That I was sure of. "Olivia," he said. "Mike," she said sternly. "I'm sorry about Zander's dad," he said, as if I wasn't standing right there. "Thanks," she said. "You shouldn't be here." "It's a public place," he replied. "I came to give my condolences." "The kids are here. Do you want me to get them?" she asked. "No," he said. "I won't be here long. Would you walk me in?" I felt her body take a huge breath in. "We were just talking about my mom," I said. "She's in there with Livie's mom. You can go right in. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you." I heard him growl when I said Livie's name. He walked away and pulled the door open. "What the hell did he do to you?" I snapped. "Not now, Zander," she said. "This is not the time. We can talk about it later." "That scar is from him," I said roughly. "I asked you. You wouldn't tell me." "Just let it go," she snapped back at me. "It has nothing to do with you." "Yes," I growled. "It does." "You gave up the right to get upset about me when you cut me off sixteen years ago. You weren't there for me the entire time. I don't need you to pretend you care now. You'll be gone in a few days. I'll still be here with him and everyone else." "I'm not pretending anything. Don't you give me that crap. I didn't cut you off. You married him. What was I supposed to do? You obviously loved him. He was the one you wanted. I wasn't going to call and ask how your marriage was and what you and your husband were doing. What did you want me to do?" "We were best friends, Zander. You were my everything. You left me. You cut me off. You weren't there when I needed you. I was always here. I never went anywhere. I even helped your mom take care of your dad, which I'm not sure was the right thing now. I did that for you. I knew you wouldn't want her to do it alone." "What?" I asked. "What do you mean you're not sure it was the right thing?" Mike walked back out the door. It didn't take long at all. He looked pissed as he marched over to Livie. The man was