His Other Family, Our Stolen Future
otionally unstable. We ended up in a cheap hostel off-base, the room damp and cold,
his labored breathing, my anger hardening in
ia. She stood there, looking me up and down with a smir
voice dripping with false sympathy. "He to
d at her, sa
tle problem. He sent Leo to a refugee camp on the other side of the cou
ed back to the visions of losing Leo. I didn't think, I just re
my son?" I
oor flew open and Ethan rushed in. He saw me with
crazy! She attack
d, pulling me away. "What is wrong wi
way!" I yelled back, str
ace red with fury. "I was trying to help, and this is what I
sperate face to Mari
ice low and dangerous. "You will apologize rig
ble choice. My pride, my anger, my digni
ant smirk behind her hand. I took a deep br
whispered, the
moment, I saw a flash of shame in his eye
at me. "He's in the pediatr
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