Chapter 22

~Adam

I took one last look at Charlotte's confused and hurt expression, after I sent her the five thousand dollars. And then I turned away from the dining room and started walking down the hall.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my thoughts racing. I knew I had to talk to her, to explain why I had given her the money, but I couldn't get myself to speak to her, not after what I said to her last night.

I had sent her the money, specifically to lighten her mood, I couldn't think of another way to make her feel better after the way I had treated her. It hurts me that I'm hunting her feelings , but I can't allow myself to fall for her. I needed to make her hate me.

I walked down the hallway, my thoughts still swirling around in my head. But as I got closer to my son's room, I heard a soft sobbing. I hesitated, my heart sinking. I knocked gently on the door.

"Come in," I heard a small voice say.

I opened the door and saw my son sitting on his bed, tears streaming down his cheek