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WELLINGTON'S POV“I didn’t do it.”She looks straight into my eyes as she says it, slow and clear, like she’s laying the truth bare in front of me and daring me to doubt it. For a second, I almost believe her without question. Then she turns to her friend, and I catch the nervousness, the way Sunny’s fingers hover near her mouth like she might bite them off.That is new.“Sunny, I don’t want you to misunderstand this, but you know stuff about cameras. I’ve watched you trick your uncle by manipulating footage, so I need you to tell me the truth. Did you—”“No.” Sunny cuts her off, her voice sharp and clipped, her head already shaking before the accusation even lands fully. “I can’t believe you’re looking at me like that, Dahlia. Really? After all these years, you still don’t know me?”She doesn’t wait for a reply. She turns and storms off, half running up the stairs like she can’t stand to breathe the same air anymore.“Hey, I’m sorry, but…”“Shut the hell up, D. You're not.” Sunny sna

WELLINGTON'S POV“Move the boys through the back!” a man shouts as the truck jerks to a stop in front of a large, worn-out building that looks like a warehouse.I am still sitting on the cold metal floor of the container, my body stiff, my bones aching, my skin almost numb from the cold and the pain, but I can peek out through small holes on the sides of the container where air comes in so we don't suffocate.When the doors are thrown open, some of the kids don’t even look at me, they step over me like I’m already dead and jump off in a hurry, desperate to escape the cage, even if they don’t know what they’re running into.I force myself up slowly, my body protesting with every movement. When my feet hit the ground, a groan tears out of my throat before I can stop it. My eyes scan around immediately, searching and hoping…The car Agent Kay was pushed into is not here. I thought it was following us.Where was she taken to?How will she escape?Will she even find us if she escapes?Or w

DAHLIA'S POV“Did you know that my mother worked for a CIA sub-agency under the agent name Kay?” I stare hard at him, watching closely as his face shifts from confusion to realization, like a man suddenly seeing pieces of a puzzle he never knew existed.“I didn't… not until now that you've just said it, but I knew she was working as a spy in some organization, and when she left and never came back, I…”“What do you mean she left and never came back?” I cut him off sharply, my voice rising before I can stop it, the edge in it making Cleo stir in my arms and look up at me with sleepy, confused eyes. “She was home. We were all living together, and she had started doing drugs, gambling, all that nonsense that made you hate her.”“I wish that was the case.” He pushes himself up from his chair and leans against it, like his legs can’t fully carry his weight anymore. “Do you think I would hate your mother even if she changed?”His voice cracks, but I don’t care. I can’t care. Not when everyt

DAHLIA'S POV“I hate to say it, but I told you so!”I can't go back to the penthouse. It's been five days, and I know I shouldn't still be sulking, but I am, and I can't stop myself. Do I really deserve all of this?I even had to turn off my phone although I don't think he'd ever bother calling me. He can easily find me whenever he wishes, so there's no running away. But I need to be myself and pull myself together before facing him again. I can't look this broken in front of a man that will only laugh hard if he realizes that he has such power over me.“And it's not someone else, it is the same people who ruined your life! Jerome was a setup and you fell for him and perfected their script, and now this one has you wrapped around his thumb with that shitty contract and you've even fallen in love with him!”“Fuck, just stop, okay!” I jump to my feet from the toilet where I've been sitting for hours. “Stop it, you're not helping me, Sun. And what the hell? You were the one who told me

DAHLIA'S POV“Please, Dad! Don't let them take Mommy away!”I cling to my father's leg as I watch strange men throw my mother into the back of a black van.I had just returned from school when I saw what was happening. The second the car stopped, I jumped out and ran toward them, hitting their bodies with my tiny fists as hard as I could. My strength is nothing compared to even one grown man, let alone all three of them, so one of them shoves me aside and keeps dragging her away.Even then, she keeps laughing crazily like she enjoys being handled that way.“Dahlia, she's not…” My father suddenly stops himself, then grabs my wrist and starts pulling me toward the house.I fight him hard, twisting and crying as I look back at the van. He doesn't even try to stop them while they slam the doors shut and drive away with her.Even if she acts strange and scary sometimes, she's still my mother.Even if the kids at school laugh at me and say their parents told them she walks around naked at n