Chapter 56

It would be a vast understatement to say Christine was merely upset upon realizing Ethan had disappeared on purpose. She felt a whirlwind of emotions: anger, heartache, and an overwhelming sense of agony. The thought of her five-year-old son, lost and likely terrified in the shadowy depths of the forest, tugged relentlessly at her heartstrings.

She pieced together his intentions quickly. He must've seen it as a golden chance to bring his parents together. Such a young boy shouldn't be burdened with creating opportunities or, even worse, risking his life for them. Childhood should be about carefree laughter and joy, not the weight of such schemes.

"Don't blame yourself," Hunter softly interjected as they scoured the forest for any signs of Ethan. He extended his hand toward her, an offer of comfort and support. Gratefully, she took it, feeling more vulnerable than she had in a long while. “I think I understand what he was trying to do; it wasn’t hard to deduce, really. And don't blame