Chapter 186

She had stumbled upon a heart wrenching story online once a case where a father, unwilling to spend time and energy on his son who suffered from bipolar disorder, had cold–heartedly chained the boy like a dog and locked him away in a cage.

When the story broke, the poor kid was found curled up in a corner of the cage, filthy and cold to the touch, breathless.

And just recently, a man from Fest City, eager to start over with his new flame, had mercilessly pushed his young son and daughter down the stairs, resulting in their tragic deaths.

Some people are supposed to be parents.

Others, it seems, are devils incomate.

She didn’t really know Tarin. Given that he might be the man who bullied her years ago, she felt animosity towards him.

He might not be a good guy, but there was no doubt in her mind that he was a good father.

The way he looked out for Elijah made that clear,

Elysia approached her snow–covered scooter, hesitated for a second, then wrapped the scarf he’d given her around her neck and left the neighborhood.

scarf was soft, a cozy bamier against

of her sneaking a peek at Tarquin was sent to Nola’s

little tramp! She dares to make a play for Tarquin! Dad said I was just stiming up trouble, and accused me of being dramatic. Mom,

at the photo,

herself she could pass for forty. She was the epitome of a trophy wife, bom and

other woman who had successfully climbed her

as Donovan’s mistress,

Donovan and gave birth to Nola,

that unfolded wasn’t something you could sum

sentence: she was ruthless

gathering when Nola got into trouble, and she rushed back

at Tarquin?

about to make a call when Alleen snatched her phone away.

I tell you, Nola? Stay cool–headed in the face of trouble. Don’t act

Nola was livid.

investigate? It’s obvious she’s

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