LOGINKatherine'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
Danielle's POV When I opened my eyes, the harsh white light above me made my head throb. The room was quiet except for the faint beep of a machine somewhere nearby. My body felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and pain, but it was my heart that hurt the most. Memories of Katherine's cruel voice e
Katherine's POV The room was small and dimly lit, with heavy curtains drawn tightly across the windows. I sat on the worn couch, the weight of exhaustion pressing heavily on me. The safe house wasn’t what I was used to—nothing about it screamed luxury or comfort—but it would have to do. For now.I
Chapter 92Danielle's POV The hospital room felt quieter than it had in days. Three days had passed since the crash, and the chaos surrounding it had finally started to settle. I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, the cool sheets brushing against my palms as I glanced at the small bag of clothes
Danielle's POVThe message came late in the evening, a sudden buzz of my phone pulling me out of a moment of peace. I was curled up on the couch, the baby monitor next to me, with Jayden just a room away going over security plans with Charles. When I opened the text, my stomach dropped, my heart ham







