LOGINGrace As soon as the car stops in the driveway, the driver steps out, leaving me and Tristin in the backseat. The heavy silence between us feels suffocating. Alexander is not Tristin’s son. We fought so many times over this, and it turns out, Ethan was playing us on this front, too.To make sure
TristinMy stomach twists. I clench my hands into fists and place them in my lap, hidden from everyone’s view.That boy’s face flashes before my eyes, and I release a slow breath, trying to control the rage simmering beneath the surface.It’s true that I just can’t feel the connection with him—a con
TristinI thought she would fall for that fucker’s trap again. I knew he wanted her to come to him and ask about that child. I wanted to stop her, tell her that she would be making another mistake, one that was eerily similar to all mistakes she had made before.But I kept quiet and followed her as
GraceThe door to the stuffy room opens, and he steps through the doorway. My hands lift from the cold table and land in my lap cautiously.An officer walks him towards the table in the center of the dimly lit room. His green eyes remain fixed on me—intense and cold.Instinctively, I break eye conta
Grace“ Why were you hurting yourself? ” I ask the boy, my eyes fixed on his drenched form.He remains silent and shivers with cold. My gaze flickers towards the air conditioner. I sigh, then reach for the remote and turn it off. “ That woman, Selene, your mother won’t come back. ” I sigh.Suddenly
GraceThe doctor Alma mentioned came with a black eye and a swollen cheek. I was shocked to see him cowering in front of Tristin, but the shock didn’t persist for a long time.After all, this was what was expected of Tristin. I knew he must have beaten this doctor up to get rid of the anger he felt
Grace~7 Days Later…The sterile smell of disinfectant fills my lungs as I lie on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. It’s been a week since Seb was taken. Seven days and every minute of it feels like a lifetime. My mind replays the moment I realized he was gone over and over, a broken record
TristinI thought I knew and had seen everything in life. A broken family. Abandoned dreams. Horrible deaths. Secrets that damage your existence. If someone had told me there is still something in this world that I have yet to see, to feel, I would not have believed them.But in the past seven day
GraceI gasp, breaking out into a sprint towards them. “ Tristin! ”He hears me. His shoulders tighten for a moment, but then he ignores it like he doesn’t care.He hovers above Ethan, grabs his collars, lifts his body, and punches him again. “ What are you doing? ” The girl beside them shrieks. “
Grace“ Someone kidnapped your son, and now you got this video from a close parking lot building. You think she hired some men to kidnap your son and then hand him over to her? ” Ethan tilts his head and asks Tristin, who is glaring at him.My feet continue to tap against the floor restlessly as I s







