Chapter 181

Damien’s POV 1

The drive home was silent except for Lily’s soft sniffling in the backseat.

I gripped the steering wheel tight enough to make my knuckles ache. My jaw was clenched so hard I thought my teeth might crack.

*She was here.*

Maybe.

Probably not.

And if she was–if Sera was really here, in this city, close enough for Lily to see her–then what?

What did that mean?

That she’d been here all along? That she’d watched us from a distance but never bothered to make contact? That she’d moved on with

her life while we fell apart without her?

The anger hit me like a freight train. Hot and ugly and completely unwelcome.

Three years.

Three fucking years of searching. Of lying awake wondering if she was safe. Of telling my children bedtime stories about their mother so

they wouldn’t forget her face.

And she’d just… what? Been living her life somewhere? Happy? Content?

While I raised our children alone?

“Daddy?” Lily’s small voice cut through my thoughts. “Are you mad at me?”

The question was like ice water down my spine.

I pulled into our driveway and killed the engine, turning to look at her in the backseat. Her face was streaked with tears. Her pigtails

were a disaster. Those mismatched shoes broke my heart.

“No, baby. I forced my voice to gentle. “I’m not mad at you. Not even a little bit.”

“But you look scary: Her bottom lip trembled. “Like you want to hit something”

She wasn’t wrong, I did want to hit something. Preferably whatever circumstances had kept Sera away for three years.

“I’m just tired,” I lied. “Come on. Let’s get you inside”

The house was chaos within minutes.

“Adrian!” I called up the stairs. “Come help me with dinner!”

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from his room. “I’m at a really good

“Now, please.”

of the stairs, his dark hair sticking up in three different

glasses sliding down his

we having?”

I headed toward the kitchen. “You’re

his feet. “Why

we had pizza

“Pizza is nutritious!”

is not a

the kitchen doorway, still wearing those mismatched shoes. “Can

table,” I told her. “Plates, forks, and

to grab the dishes. I heard a

Deep breath.

rang out. “It was just a cup! A

laughter. “She’s a

nice to

If I wasn’t being nice, I’d tell her she’s been crying about that

on the refrigerator handle.

the crisper drawer. “Lily won’t shut up about her. She

obviously impossible because Mom left

“Adrian-”

lettuce with mechanical efficiency. “I’m over it. Mom made her choice. We’re better off without

anyway?

“That’s not true”

didn’t even say goodbye. Just wrote a stupid letter and disappeared. If she actually cared about us, she would’ve

it. What was

maybe Adrian

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made her choice. And that choice was to leave us

the table,” I said finally. “We’ll talk about

nothing to talk about.” Adrian grabbed the

there in the kitchen, surrounded by half–prepared food, and let

The anger.

ago, I would have defended Sera to anyone. Would have torn apart anyone who dared suggest she didn’t

But now?

of the rogue territories. Made

she still hadn’t come back. Hadn’t even tried to

she really

and bitter twist in

Dinner was tense.

sniffling. Adrian ate in aggressive silence. I pretended everything

school today?” I

Adrian shrugged. “Fine.”

“Learn anything interesting?”

“Not really

Mama today!” Lily announced suddenly.

his eyes. “You saw some random lady who looked vaguely

got high–pitched. Defensive. “She had forest eyes and night hair and she smelled

million

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