were glued to the horrific tapestry of p

ist. Her fingers clamped down harder t

lips, and his free hand instantly shot over to grab the fa

her daze. She instantly loosened her grip,

o his shoulder. The puncture wounds didn't stop at his forearm. They trailed all the way up t

ach hollowed out, acid bur

t as a broken, terrifying

o look at her. His little fingers twisted the f

knife twisting in Arla's gut. She took a deep breath, forcin

voice incredibly soft, but firm. "Baby, look at Mommy. I chased the bad peo

his mother's red eyes. His bottom lip quivered, and t

houlders shaking. "She said I was bad. She sa

ls dug so fiercely into her palms that the skin broke, warm b

a asked, her heart breaking into a mill

er, his hands gr

told you, you would get kicked out of the bi

int

a bomb. Arla's pupils cont

iercing her heart violently collided wi

Auntie Blair poke me. But he just smiled. He gave

thread of Arla's

in her past life wasn't an accident.

ed to treat Caden like his own blood. He wasn't just the man who murder

nly vanished, replaced by an eerie, a

bathroom, grabbed a tube of antibioti

lear gel onto her fingertips and began to apply i

at the cold gel, but

in his eyes when he pressed the ring into her hand. 'Once we're legally married, Arla. Once the boy is officially recognized under my name, the lawyers will unlock the estate accounts. Everyth

tissue. Her eyes were as

ng to stay, and she was going to drag Clinton