Chapter 47

Faith’s POV

“Martin, he’s too young to experience being brokenhearted.”

“Babe, I was brokenhearted when I was a teenager.”

I rolled my eyes. “Even so. We all have different experiences when it comes to heartbreak, but as Sean’s mother, I’m afraid for him. And more than that, I don’t want him getting into the habit of betting. I really don’t want that.” Because I grew up in an orphanage with nuns, I know it’s wrong to gamble. Whether money, things, or anything else—it’s wrong.

“You have a point, babe, but we should trust our son, okay?”

“I’m just worried.”

“Me too. I’m worried about him, but I trust him more. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him later when I get home, okay?”

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “Please, Martin, talk to him. I don’t know what to say when I talk to him.” I almost cried because I was afraid Sean might misinterpret me.

“Has Celine talked to Sean?”

“Not yet. When we got home from Grace’s son’s bir