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."

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

the kid. I'm his godfather, and Valeria's an old friend.

of

was always begging to see the ocean? Got us flights

he's gone, we should do this

night, Valeria spammed my phone with

had dropped millions on a private

couldn't get thirty minutes of his father's time to see the beach in three

up, Reese. You're not in my

Fine. Game over.

nastier, including sex

everything

Hudson finally remembered I existed: "My

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