Avery’s POVKelvin didn’t want to check on Avery, that was a lie. He wasn’t concerned about her well-being. No. This was a test. A calculated move. Asher was thankful that he had moved Avery and the boys to his house.Kelvin was fishing, trying to see what the boys knew, whether Avery had told them anything about her past. Whether he had a way back in.And if he thought that talking to the kids would give him leverage?He was dead wrong.A wave of protectiveness surged in Asher’s chest, hot, sharp, and instinctive. It went beyond anger. Beyond jealousy. It was primal. Those boys were his now. His. And Kelvin, whatever twisted role he’d played in Avery’s life before, had no right even breathing the same air as them.He kept his eyes on the road, but his mind was racing, each thought darker than the last.His thoughts shifted to Avery, still sleeping in the house, curled into herself, vulnerable in ways she’d never admit. If she knew what Kelvin had done, if she knew he’d tried to appr
Asher’s POVThe morning was quiet, the kind of hush that settled only when the world was still trying to wake. Pale light filtered through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the bed. Asher stirred first, his eyes instinctively turning to the woman curled beside him.Avery.Her breathing was soft, even. Peaceful, for once. Her hair fanned across the pillow, and there was a faint crease on her forehead, even in sleep, as though the weight of yesterday still clung to her. He didn’t blame her.Yesterday had left them both reeling. From everything that they had been told, it was hard to even process it all.Asher sat up slowly, careful not to wake her. He watched her for a few moments longer, something tightening in his chest at how vulnerable she looked.The things she’d learned the day before had shaken her to the core, and yet she hadn’t broken. Not really. She’d clung to herself, to him, to the boys.Silently, he slipped out of bed.After a quick shower, he returned to the bed
Avery’s POVAsher’s voice grounded her. “Did you know anyone else from her life back then? Friends, coworkers?” he asked.Gloria scoffed, the sadness in her tone replaced with something more bitter. “That good-for-nothing boyfriend of hers. Kelvin,” she muttered.Avery blinked, startled. “You know Kelvin?” she stuttered.She had not expected that Gloria would know who Kelvin was. That meant Kelvin knew where she used to live with her grandfather. Why had he not said anything? From what she could tell, Gloria didn’t like him.Gloria rolled her eyes. “Of course I do. The fool came by once after you vanished, all frantic. Claimed he didn’t know where you were. But you were never really happy with him, not toward the end. He was seeing that woman. Rachel, I think? She worked with you at Storm Capitals,” she told them.Avery felt her stomach twist, nausea rising. “I wasn’t happy with him? And Kelvin was cheating?” she spat in shock.The word rang in her ears like a distant echo. Cheating.
Avery’s POVAvery bent down slightly, careful to keep her voice light and reassuring as she met the boy’s eyes through the bars. “Hi,” she said gently. “We’re looking for someone who lives here. Is your mom home?”She could tell he was still sizing them up, those big eyes narrowing just a little. He looked like he wasn’t quite sure whether to call for backup or walk away. A part of her admired that. Kids like him didn’t let anyone in easily. Not without a reason.And honestly? She couldn’t blame him.Before the boy could answer, a woman stepped out of the house, holding a basket of laundry. She wore a faded dress and looked a little tired, but when her gaze landed on Avery, she froze in place.The basket of clothes slipped from her hands, hitting the ground with a soft thud.Her eyes widened in shock, and her lips parted in a silent gasp. For a moment, Avery thought the woman might faint. Then, suddenly, she cried out.“Raina?!”Before Avery could react, the woman rushed forward, flin
Avery’s POVThey pulled up to the quiet street just past two in the afternoon. Avery and Asher would have arrived much earlier if not for the unexpected delay at the boys’ school.That morning, Avery had received a call requesting her presence for a meeting with the principal. The reason wasn’t entirely clear, just that it was “important” and “best discussed in person.”She’d immediately felt a prickle of unease, wondering if something had happened with Neal or Noel. Avery was more concerned about Neal, since he was the most likely to get into trouble at school.She’d gone straight to the school, heart pounding with a dozen scenarios playing out in her head. But when she arrived, the receptionist informed her that the principal was out in a meeting and would be “with her shortly.”That shortly turned into nearly two hours of sitting in the waiting area, scrolling absently through her phone, nerves stretched tight. She watched the clock tick past every half hour, thoughts growing more
Avery's POVAvery gave him a small smile as he hung up, walking back to her. “You really didn’t know me?” Avery asked, just to tease him. She had an idea that she was not the kind to be hideous at work, and he must have caught her eye then.He shook his head. “No. That night… it was the first time I saw you. I remember everything about it. You were wearing a green dress, your hair was up, and you had that crooked little smile when I made a bad joke.”Avery chuckled. “You made a terrible joke, I'm sure…” she said.“But you laughed. Heavily drunk, but still,” he grinned, stepping closer to her. “You still laugh at my terrible jokes now.”She looked down, her hands nervously brushing the fabric of her shirt. “It’s crazy. All this time, I thought I was someone else. Grandfather told me I worked as a reporter. Said that I was passionate about journalism. I couldn't even picture myself as one. Accounting makes more sense.”Asher blinked. “You? A reporter? I didn't believe that for one secon