MasukKatherine's POV*Two Years Later*The air felt thick and heavy as I stood by the window of the rundown motel. The curtains were thin, barely hiding me from the outside world. Every sound made me jump—a car door slamming, the shuffle of footsteps on the gravel outside. My world had come crashing down
Danielle's POV The day started like any other. I was sitting in the living room, flipping through some documents for work, when my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I reached for it, not thinking much of it, but when I saw the name on the screen, my heart stopped for a moment.It was my adoptive mo
Jayden's POVThe house was finally quiet. The chaos of the last few weeks was settling down, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe. Danielle had put our son to bed, and now we were alone. Just the two of us. It felt like the right moment—no interruptions, no lingering da
Danielle's POVLucas asked to meet up after work so we could have a drink or two and talk about ‘Stuff’ he didn't bother to explain. When I arrived, Lucas was already sitting by the window, his profile outlined by the soft glow of the street lights outside. He wasn’t drinking his coffee—he just sta
Katherine's POV I sat in the corner of a damp, crumbling room, listening to the faint hum of the city outside. My crew—what little of it remained—was scattered, arrested, or hiding like rats in the walls. Everything I’d built was gone, torn apart piece by piece by Danielle’s real parents.I had not
Katherine's POV I sat in front of the mirror, the harsh lighting of the room illuminating every detail of my face. It had been a long time since I’d looked at myself this closely, and the reflection staring back at me no longer seemed like my own. I had to do this. I had to be unrecognizable when
Jayden's POV I noticed it first when Fred started visiting more frequently. It wasn’t just the occasional drop-by or the polite check-in. He lingered longer than I liked, his tone too warm when he spoke to Danielle. I tried not to let it bother me at first. After all, Danielle and I were in a deli
Danielle's POV The morning light streamed through the kitchen window as I sipped my coffee, watching as Jayden walked into the living room. He carried our baby in his arms, his expression soft and full of care. The sight always tugged at my heart, no matter how many times I saw it.But then I caugh
Danielle's POV A knock on the door pulled me from the moment of peace I had been trying to hold on to. My heart skipped a beat, the tension from the last few days still making me uneasy. I walked slowly toward the door, my thoughts racing. It was mid-morning, and Jayden was in the office handling m
Jayden's POVI sat in my study, the afternoon light coming through the window, casting long shadows across the room. My desk was cluttered with files, and my phone was buzzing with calls I had to take. I had to go over some business reports and check in with a few people.Work kept my mind busy. I







