로그인RHYSI walked up the steps, my eyes fixed on my father.He didn’t move as I approached. He simply stood there, watching me with an expression I couldn’t read. When I finally reached him, we stood facing each other, close enough to speak, yet neither of us seemed willing to be the first to say anything.I had imagined this moment more times than I cared to admit. Sometimes I’d pictured myself shouting at him. Other times, I’d imagined turning around before he could even open his mouth.But now that I was standing in front of him, all I felt was a strange heaviness.He eventually turned and walked inside.I followed.We were passing the dining room when Emma’s mother appeared. She stopped when she saw me, one hand still resting against the doorframe.“Oh. Rhys. It’s you. How are you?”“I’m fine.”She looked at me for a moment, then opened her mouth as though she wanted to ask something. Whatever it was, she seemed to lose the courage to say it.I already knew.“Emma’s okay,” I said gent
RHYSI called Adam from the car before I left the cottage.“I need the help you offered concerning Marcelo.”There was a brief silence. “Have you found something?”“Not enough. I’ve hit two of his warehouses and questioned men who should have known where he was operating from. Either they genuinely don’t know, or they’re too scared to talk. Since the attack on the safe house, it’s like he’s disappeared.”“Then come to my office,” Adam said. “I’ll clear the afternoon.”The drive took just under an hour. One of his men met me at the entrance and led me upstairs. Adam was waiting behind his desk. He gestured towards the chair across from him.“Tell me everything.”I sat down. “I’ve been trying to get ahead of him, but every lead takes me nowhere. His men are still moving weapons and money, but nobody seems to know who’s giving the orders. I can’t keep chasing shadows while he decides where to strike next.”Adam studied me for a moment.“That’s exactly what he wants.”I leaned forward. “Y
THEOThe trees were close enough that the house disappeared after a few minutes of walking.I kept Emma on my right, one hand resting lightly against her back even though the men were already in place. This time, we hadn’t left security at a distance. They rotated in shifts around the perimeter, close enough that I could occasionally hear a low voice through the radio clipped to my belt.It wasn’t perfect. Nothing was anymore. But it was better than the last place. Better than standing in the wreckage of our home, wondering if Rhys was still breathing somewhere beneath it.Emma walked quietly beside me. Her shoulders were still a little tense, but she seemed more settled than she had been during our first few days here. She no longer stopped at every unfamiliar sound, although I sometimes caught her glancing towards the trees.When we reached a fallen log at the edge of a small clearing, I stopped.She sat without me asking. I took the space beside her and let the quiet settle.Birds
EMMAI woke up with Rhys’s name caught in my throat. It was just a nightmare. For a few seconds, I couldn’t tell where I was. My heart was racing, my hands were trembling, and I was staring into the darkness as though I expected to find something waiting for me there.In the dream, I had been looking for him again.I remembered the smoke. The broken pieces of the house scattered across the ground. People moving around me, calling out, trying to tell me something I couldn’t understand. But no matter where I looked, I couldn’t find Rhys.I kept calling his name.Once. Twice. Until my voice hurt.And then there was that terrible moment when I started wondering if he wasn’t coming back. If the last time I had seen him had really been the last time.That was the part that always got me.Not the noise or the destruction. Not even the fear of being hurt myself.It was the thought of standing in front of everything that was left of our home and having to accept that someone I loved might be
RHYS Waking up to see Emma was still curled up against me, one leg thrown over mine, her face tucked into my chest was a blessing. Sometime during the night, I’d cleaned her up after she shifted and made a small, uncomfortable sound. I carefully moved her onto the pillow and pulled the sheet over her shoulder before getting out of bed.Downstairs, I made coffee and carried two cups back up. Emma was sitting up when I returned, her hair a mess and her eyes still heavy with sleep. She smiled when she saw me.“Morning.”I set one of the cups on the bedside table before leaning down to kiss her.“Morning. Your bath is ready. Come downstairs when you’re done.”She nodded, taking the coffee with both hands as I left.By the time I returned to the kitchen, Cade and Theo were already at the table. Neither looked particularly rested. I poured myself another cup and joined them.“Marcelo’s done playing at the edges,” I said. “Last night proved that. He was able to hit a location we thought wa
EMMA We were still standing there when the headlights cut through the trees.The car stopped a short distance from the wreckage. One of the men got out and waited. Rhys’s hand found the small of my back.“Time to go.”I let him guide me to the back seat. Cade slid in on my other side. Theo took the front. The doors closed and the car pulled away from what was left of the safe house. I kept my face turned toward the window until the smoke and the last of the flames disappeared behind us. No one spoke much. The only sounds were the tires on the road and the low murmur of the radio.Somewhere past the second hour my eyes started to close on their own. I tried to keep them open. I didn’t want to sleep and wake up somewhere I didn’t recognise. But the steady movement of the car and the solid weight of Rhys’s thigh against mine pulled me under anyway.I woke to the feeling of being lifted.My eyes opened on Rhys’s face above me. We were outside. Cool air. Trees. He had one arm under my kne







