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And then there was the poor old man who had fallen asleep behind the wheel—the cause for all of this.

Nothing premeditated, nothing malicious.

Just an unfortunate mishap that could have happened to any of us.

But it’d resulted in something we would never forget.

“I do have my hands full,” I finally replied. “But as long as I can see them both and be with them, that’s all that matters.”

“Syd …”

I continued to stare at my reflection, pulling the towel tighter around me. “Yes?”

“Are you okay? I feel like no one’s asked you that question, nor have you even taken the time to think about what your answer would be. You’ve just been so focused on Eve and Ford.”

I’d been in this bathroom for almost twenty minutes, making myself smell better than I had in days, and I hadn’t thought once about whether I was okay.

I hadn’t even thought about myself.

I’d thought about Ford and Eve.

If they needed anything while I was gone.

What I would do for them once I returned.

“I don’t know,” I answered. “I th