“I care too, asshole.” It makes me want to vomit at first, letting those words out, but then a sudden weight releases from my chest.

“That’s a start,” Ryder jokes.

It’s quiet for a while as I process what the hell I’m going to do next. He says don’t let her go, but what choice do I have now? I can’t go chasing her down, and even if I do...she’s moved on. She asked me to tell her to stay this morning, and I didn’t. I fucked up, and I may live with this solid block of pain in my chest for the rest of my life, but I won’t go screw up her future to make it go away. I won’t.

Suddenly, a sleek black car comes flying up the driveway, screeching to a halt just feet away from us.

“What the…”

“It’s Tia,” Ryder says, striding forward.

“Why don’t you assholes answer your phones?” she yells in a huff as she jumps out of the car.

“What’s going on?”

I have a very bad feeling, and I’m almost afraid to ask what has her so upset.

“Savannah was at the office,” she stammers. It makes the hairs on my neck rise to hear the fear in her voice. “Murph…” Her voice is a warning, and I brace myself. “She sold the shop.”

I let out a long exhale, my eyes shutting as my weight falls against the wall of the garage. This is news to everyone but me. I wanted her to do that. I knew she would.

“I know she did.”

“She wasn't alone. There was a man with her. Murph...” Tia’s voice pulls me from my daze. Hazel brought Savannah here for me. Not like I told Savannah last night, but for something far more important. She brought her here to give her a future she once wanted to give me. It was her redemption, her second chance. Her own way of making something right that we fucked up years ago. When I left Hazel, pushing away the family she gave me, she was desperate to fill that void.

And I’m actually grateful. Savannah deserves this. No one has ever deserved something more than this. This isn’t a second chance, it’s a first chance. Savannah had her future ripped from her when that monster put her in his cage, at no fault of her own. Only because she had too much faith in people. Now, Hazel wants to give her the chance she needed all along.

And I’ll be damned if she’s going to miss it now.

“Murph,” Tia says again.

“Tia, I know.” My voice comes out in a bark. “I know she sold my shop to Colin fucking McAffery. I know she has someone with her. I don’t care. For Christ’s sake—”