Did I finally find my person?
And was that person truly Jeffrey Winchester?
Joanne's mind raced with questions, doubts creeping in like shadows in the night. He had been there for her—even when he had forgotten their past, even when he didn't know the depth of who she was to him. And yet, he had stayed.
Tears welled in her eyes before she could stop them, slipping down her cheek. She wiped them away, shaking her head at herself. It had been a long time since she had someone in her corner, someone who didn't just say they'd stand by her but actually did.
But did his words really matter? He still couldn't tell her who he truly was.
Joanne knew people and their empty promises. She had learned to recognize when words were hollow, when affection was fleeting. And yet… she wanted to believe in him.
Prove it to me, Jeffrey Winchester. Prove that I mean something to you.
