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."

those steps were sketchy as hell. If something happened to Val, what about Leon? We've already lost one kid - can't let

and Valeria's an old friend. Don't read

care of them," I

girl. Hey, remember how Noah was always begging to see the ocean? Got us flights for

this for him. I

Valeria spammed my

it up to her and keep Leon happy, Hudson had dropped millions on a private jet,

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

You're not in my

Fine. Game over.

messages got nastier,

everything belonging

third afternoon, Hudson finally remembered I existed: "My

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