His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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I sat up, putting the book aside as he approached.[]

"Good evening, Doris. Carlos." He nodded at Carlos, who had joined us in the living room.]

I took a deep breath, bracing myself. "What's the news?"]

He cleared his throat. "Well, I have some good news and some bad news.

S."

"Start with the good," I said quickly, needing something positive to latch onto.[]

"The good news is that Sienna has been indicted. This time, no one's paying her bail. She'll be going to jail soon."]]

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Finally. Sienna was going to pay for everything she'd done. "That's... that's great," I murmured, still trying to process the fact that it was really happening.

her behind bars brought a smile to my face, and I couldn't help but think about

lawyer nodded, but his expression remained serious. "Now for the bad

"What is

debts have caught up with him, and it's not looking good." My heart sank at the mention of Stefan. While

lawyer hesitated, then continued. "People don't take kindly to losing money, especially when there's a lot at stake. It

I was hearing. "Wait, Stefan is being hunted? Seriously?". It was hard to wrap my mind around how

disbelief as the news sank in: Stefan was being hunted. My father, the man I had once admired, was now in such a sorry state. "How did

hit me hard. I had played a role in ruining Stefan's pack and business. "Maybe I was too

like a tidal wave. He had abandoned us without a second thought. "He left us to fend for ourselves,"

after all these years, he had bailed out Sienna- that vicious woman who put Cyrus in danger. "He chose her over me, over his own grandson," I

the more hurt I felt. I couldn't believe he chose Sienna, the woman who had hurt our family. "How could he be so blind?" I

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he forgot about the love we once had and picked someone who didn't care

I offer him help?" The question looped in my mind. Yes, he was in this mess because of his own choices, but could I really watch him suffer? The idea of sending him financial aid crossed

perceptive, noticed the turmoil on my face. He walked over and sat beside me, his voice calm but firm. "I know you have a kind heart, Doris," he began, "but there's something you need to understand. Your father's situation isn't just