Chapter 22

Ace

“Is this some kind of joke?” I asked as I unloaded the gun, placing it on the table. I looked at Diya again.

“Do I look like I’m joking? Theo is my son too, and I have a right to see him.”

“What do you mean, you have a right to see him?”

“Seriously?” she looked frustrated as she rubbed her bruised neck. “This means nothing to me. Anything else you do to me now won’t be worse than you taking our son for yourself,” she said, wiping the tears from her face. “Where is he?” she crossed her arms.

“What do you mean, where is he? You ran away from me, remember?” I paused, shaking my head, “You left me,” I said, looking frustrated.

Ever since Diya left me almost three years ago, I have been searching