Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

"Christopher?" I gasped.

I had planned to slip away quietly, but Christopher's desperate cries were so loud they drew a crowd.

It was then I realized Coral Villa looked the same as before, yet it had changed in so many ways. Otherwise, where did all these people come from?

A guard in black kicked Christopher hard in the back, sending him sprawling face-first into the ground. Another guard pinned his arms behind him, while two more stood in front of me protectively.

As I looked back, Nicholas strode forward, trailed by a line of caretakers. The scene was so absurd that I didn't know whether to laugh or sigh.

Nicholas reached me in a few quick steps and pulled me behind him. "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head and instinctively pushed his hand away, putting some distance between us. I pretended not to notice the fleeting disappointment in his eyes as I walked up to Christopher and looked down at him.

to Christopher's lips as he lay on the ground,

ask Mr. Hawk to show mercy, to

like for a child to grow up

as if each word were a knife aimed at my heart. My Tabitha didn't have

I could react, Nicholas took a step forward. His leather shoes landed squarely on Christopher's

not to make a

around, I decided not to correct him. But

that shocked them-it was the way his foot retreated, and the faint smile that played on

worked at Coral Villa long enough to know that our

three years ago, his temper had grown more unpredictable. Even the slightest sound could set him off.

looked on in disbelief. They seemed to think they

a sidelong glance and asked, "What do you mean by handling