로그인Carter's POVI didn't... couldn't sleep. Grief settled in my chest like a solid block of ice, making it impossible to even breathe properly.I spent the entire night sitting on the edge of Leo's bed, quietly looking at his drawing, until my back ached and my eyes grew weary. Still, I remained that way.The whole time, I kept visualizing how scared he must have been and what his final moments had looked like... whether it was quick or not.What had he been running from? Was it Brooke? It most likely was. Maybe she wanted to punish him for something, and he was trying to get away from her.Because otherwise, he knew not to run up or down the stairs. I had always drilled that into him right from when he was still a toddler, after I decided to remove the safety gates on the stairs in my house and Brooke did the same at her place.Over the years, Leo had followed that warning very strictly. So what changed on that day? Maybe I was overthinking... Maybe it was better to leave it alone inste
Maya's POVMy phone dinged with a message while I was buttering Ethan's toast and Mom was helping him get dressed in the next room.At first, I wasn't going to check it. But several seconds later, a barrage of messages started coming in, so many that the noise became annoying.I wiped my hands and picked up the phone to silence it, so I could focus on my morning routine in peace.Then I saw that the messages were coming from the parents' group chat. Forty-one unread messages had come in less than two minutes.I immediately knew something serious had happened. We barely ever got any messages in that group, and definitely not this early in the morning.I opened it.'Has anyone seen the news??''Isn't that the Davis boy?''Oh my God, that's his house. I drive past it every day.''Please tell me this isn't real.'My heart sank. The Davis boy… they meant Leo. Still, I wasn't thinking anything really bad.Maybe it had finally come to light that Brooke was abusing him, which would actually b
Carter's POVI answered the call."Carter. I wanted you to hear this from me. I'm so, so sorry," Harrison said."I just saw it on the news. Please tell me it's not true, Harrison. You're the only one who can tell me that… please," I begged.My voice sounded like it belonged to someone else."I know. I'm so sorry, Carter. The police asked me to wait for them to speak to you first, but they couldn't reach you, and neither could we.""My phone… the meetings… I…" I trailed off.Harrison hesitated. "Leo died last night at the house, Carter. I'm…""No… no… no. God, please no!""I'm so sorry.""How? How on earth did this happen? Where was Brooke? Where was the nanny?""They're only saying he fell. They wouldn't tell me more. Brooke is in the hospital. They say she took something. She's stable, but she's under a psychiatric hold, and nobody can see her."I sank into the nearest chair, hardly aware of the room as I stared into space.Leo fell? He was the most careful boy in the universe.We ha
Carter's POV"I'm so sorry, sir. I don't know how this happened," my assistant apologized for the umpteenth time, her cheeks flushing.I sighed. I was annoyed, but what could I do?She was new and quite young, and she clearly hadn't gotten the hang of her job yet.The firm hosting us had a strict rule. No phones in the meeting rooms, for anyone, no matter who they were. Even my bodyguard's phone had been locked in a box at the lobby desk. So, of course, I had handed mine to my assistant, like everyone else.For two days I had gone without it, and I'd hardly noticed. But this morning, when I finally asked Rebecca for it, she went pale. She had left it in a drawer in the conference room we used the day before, in the other city.Because of this, I was phoneless, and I hadn't been able to call Leo since last night. I could have borrowed someone's phone, but Brooke never answered calls from numbers she didn't know. If I wanted Leo to hear my voice, I needed my own number."Where ex
Brooke's POVIt all happened as though in slow motion.For several minutes afterward, I simply stood there, at the top of the stairs, still as a statue.The house was so quiet and still that I could hear the refrigerator humming very loudly in the kitchen.I hadn't meant to do this. I swear I hadn’t.It just happened, and now I had to find a solution to it.I remembered thinking my life had come to an end.I was going to join my parents in jail, never to see the light of day again.After what felt like a thousand years, I summoned the courage to look down.There he was, lying very still at the bottom of the stairs, looking way smaller than I remembered.I didn't go to him right away or call his name.I already knew he wouldn't respond. He would never respond to anything again. And there was a social worker coming to check on him tomorrow, courtesy of Maya. God! This was such an inconvenient mess.I gripped the railing and forced myself to breathe, trying to calm my racing heart.Th
Brooke's POVQuick on the heels of shock came anger.Three hours was all it had taken.Three hours of getting my phone back, and that bitch had popped out of whatever hole she'd crawled into."What do you want?" I barked into the phone."You had better be dead and buried! That's the only explanation I'll take for you going AWOL on me. You think you can throw your phone away and hide from me, you stupid, ungrateful bitch? You think I won't find you? It's because of me you even have that boy in the first place!" Tanya barked back just as loudly.So much for not losing my temper.Only the sound of that woman's voice could make my blood boil, let alone her yelling at me over the phone."Lower your fucking voice," I hissed."Why? Is little Brookie afraid someone will hear her dirty little secret? Well, it doesn't matter, because you've pushed me to the wall now. I was trying to be nice to you before, but now I've decided being nice doesn't pay.""What the fuck are you talking about? I've f







