KATHERINE’S POVThe gates groaned open, and the car rolled forward.Alexander House loomed ahead of me, tall and severe against the night sky, its windows glowing faintly like watchful eyes. It hadn’t changed. At least not much.Some things remained the same but other things were almost foreign to my eyes.Not the brick, not the perfectly trimmed hedges, not the weight of it pressing down on me before I even stepped inside.Six years, and yet it felt as if no time had passed.My throat tightened. I pressed Franklin closer to my chest, burying my nose in his hair for strength. His warmth, his soft breathing, his innocence, he was the only anchor I had as the tide of memories crashed hard against me.I remembered walking out of this place with hot tears blurring my vision, my heart breaking with every step away from Alex. I remembered the silence of that departure, the way he hadn’t stopped me, the way pride and pain had carved an abyss between us. I had sworn then that I would never
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