"Do you like him?"
The words slipped out before JD could stop them.
Joanne barely registered the question, too absorbed in the message she was typing. A small smile tugged at her lips as she thought about Charlotte, that fiery little girl, and how adorable she'd look in a new dress.
[I'll be delighted to. I'll come get Charlotte at 10.]
She hit send.
JD's stomach twisted.
He knew it was irrational. He had spent days telling himself to step back, to let her be happy with someone who could give her stability, a future, a life that wasn't tangled up in uncertainty.
But knowing that didn't make it hurt any less.
"You were saying?" Joanne finally looked up at him, her tone absentminded.
JD forced himself to shake his head. "Nothing."
Then, without another word, he turned and walked away.
Joanne blinked, caught off guard by his abrupt departure. Her brows knitted together as she watched his retreating back. She didn't understand why, but something about it didn't sit right.
