Chapter 8

I bought a new urn. With infinite care, the cemetery staff helped me transfer

Noah's ashes, each movement gentle as if handling the most precious thing in the

world.

Then I cradled him close as we left.

That pathetic funeral? My baby deserved better than their cruel mockery.

And that cold-hearted father? My Noah didn't need him anymore.

Back home, I gave the housekeeper paid leave. Hudson called:

"Hey baby, you make it home okay? Look, Val's ankle's fine. I was a total dick earlier - shouldn't have

gone off on you while you're grieving. My bad."

were sketchy as hell. If something happened to Val, what about Leon? We've already lost one kid -

looking out for the kid. I'm his godfather, and Valeria's an old

care of them," I said

how Noah was always begging to see the ocean?

he's gone, we should do this for him. I pick

Valeria spammed my phone

happy, Hudson had dropped millions on a private

get thirty minutes of his father's time to

Reese. You're not

Fine. Game over.

got nastier,

Instead, I packed up everything belonging to Noah and me, donating it

finally remembered I existed: "My bad, babe. Work stuff. Getting

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