He’d left a note. The panicked look on her face was the same he felt every time he thought about what had happened to Bethany and the gene he might’ve passed on to Mason. Alexander disease might be a rare genetic disorder, but it was a devastating one, taking away everything about Bethany until it had drained her life, too. A burst of anger exploded in his chest as he thought about the past. Sitting on the sidelines with Bethany had him watching a slow death of the brightest star. There’d been nothing he could do to stop it or make it better. Did Melanie have the same fear? “Has he been tested?” He studied her, waiting for a reaction. “No.” She looked at him apologetically. “Have you considered it?” he pressed. She nodded but didn’t speak, and that pretty much told him she didn’t want to think about it even though she had.
