THANE'S POV:"I'm so sorry, Eden," Elise said as she walked in, looking harried but beautiful in that effortless way she'd always had. She was one of those women who somehow managed to look put-together even while chasing two small children—perfectly styled blonde hair, designer jeans that actually fit, and a smile that had probably helped her land my brother in the first place. I still wasn't entirely sure how Vaughan had convinced her to marry him. Maybe it was his terrible sense of humor or his intelligence."Don't be silly," Mom waved her off. "You're right on time! Sit, sit. There's plenty for everyone."Elise's face lit up when she spotted me. "Thane! You look amazing!" She came around the table to give me a warm hug, careful not to disturb Zoey who was now playing with my watch."You spoil those kids," she said fondly as I helped Max cut his pasta while simultaneously keeping Zoey entertained."Yes, because I absolutely love them," I replied, meaning every word. These two wer
THANE’S POV:I lay there on the ice for several long moments after Madison scrambled away, staring up at the up and trying to make sense of what had just happened. The kiss replayed in my mind—the way she'd melted into me, the soft sound she'd made when I pulled her closer, the taste of her lips that was already becoming an addiction I couldn't afford.This was getting serious. Too serious.I'd lost all self-control around her, gone against every rational thought screaming in my head. My body had betrayed me, my heart had overruled my brain, and now I was lying on a sheet of ice wondering how the hell I'd let things get this complicated.My head was spinning.Exhaling slowly, I pushed myself up from the cold surface, my muscles protesting from both the fall and the unfamiliar exertion of skating. I brushed ice from my palms. Madison was nowhere to be seen—she'd disappeared so quickly I might have imagined the whole thing if my lips weren't still tingling from her touch.I pulled out m
MADISON'S POV:He went rigid at first, every muscle in his body tensed in resistance. But I held on, pressing my cheek against his chest, feeling the frantic rhythm of his heart against my ear."Everything's going to be okay," I whispered against his shirt. "I promise you, everything's going to be okay."Slowly, gradually, I felt him begin to soften. His arms came up hesitantly, then with more certainty, until he was holding me just as tightly as I was holding him."I'm sorry," I said quietly, my voice muffled by his embrace. "I'm so sorry for springing this on you. You have every right to be angry—at me, at them, at the whole damn universe. They wronged you, Thane. They judged you unfairly, and they took something beautiful away from the world."His grip tightened on me."But the only way to show them how wrong they were is to get back up. To take back what they tried to steal from you. Not for them—screw them. But for you. Because you deserve to feel that joy again, even if it's dif
MADISON'S POV: I refused to give up. Not when I was this close to having the resources to fight back."Can you give me the names and addresses of the other people who've had cases against the Wallaces? Maybe if I could talk to them, learn from their experiences—"He turned, incredulous. “You know I can’t give that to a civilian. And what exactly would you do with it? You’re not an investigator.”His questions hung in the air, and suddenly something clicked into place in my mind. A puzzle piece I hadn't even realized I was missing.Evidence.My pulse thudded in my ears, every muscle in my body tightening like a bowstring.He was right—what was I going to do with names and addresses? Knock on doors and ask people to share their trauma with a stranger? Hope someone would believe me based on word of mouth and desperate pleas?I'd been looking for salvation in all the wrong places, trying to build a case on nothing but my own testimony and righteous anger. But justice didn't work that way
MADISON’S POV:The shrill buzz yanked me out of a dream I couldn’t even remember. Groaning, I rubbed the grit from my eyes and swiped at the corner of my mouth, feeling the tacky smear of drool.I fumbled blindly across the nightstand, my fingers brushing the thick edge of the resignation letter I’d written at three in the morning with shaky hands and tear-blurred eyes. I had tucked it under the lamp, ready to hand over the second Dr. Hall summoned me. She would.My phone was beside it, screen glaring. I snatched it up, annoyed.“Hello…” My voice came out husky and slow.“Miss Wallace?” Dr. Hall’s clipped tone was like ice water in my veins, instantly washing away every trace of drowsiness.I sat up instantly, the letter tumbling to the floor. This was it. The call that would end everything."Dr. Hall, I—" I started, the words tumbling out in a desperate rush. "I'm so sorry about what happened last night. Please, you have to believe me. Ellie is completely exaggerating the situation.
THANE'S POV:"I came to say hi, old friend." He fell into step beside me, his voice taking on that slightly guilty tone I remembered from when we were kids and he'd broken something expensive. "Forgive me for being a terrible friend. I should have visited after the accident."I stopped at my door, punching in my code. "You know we're not friends. I don't hold it against you.""Oh, come on, Thane." His laugh was warm and genuine. "You're still on this after all these years? We're family friends at this point. Our parents have been dragging us to the same events since we were in diapers."I pushed open the door, not bothering to argue. The familiar warmth of my house enveloped me, but it felt different now. Empty in a way it hadn't before Madison started coming around."How did you find my address?" I asked, heading toward the living room."Got it from my mom after I learned you've been using our hospital for your surgery and recovery." He followed me, taking in the space with those sha