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
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