The Assistant's Escape: From Abuse to Love

irthday display. Leo sat at the dining table, his eyes fixed on the front door. He was trying hard to forget w

mised yesterday. He

r. The food on the table grew cold, was reh

s phone, a heavy w

you comi

thday is a

nanswered, sinking

o had already stuck the ca

ant to ma

had failed his son. He hadn't given him a normal, lovi

. He moved to light the candles, but

s lit up.

phone, but it was

Love! Romantic Candlelit Dinne

alking toward the coast. The media had helpfully drawn an arrow to a double-decker yacht, noting its multi-million dol

son a birthday celebration, but she was out with her ex, having a

t loved are truly

"It's not Mom," he said,

to make his wish. He looked so much like Sarah. Ethan felt a fain

a sleeping Leo to b

what I wished fo

ha

r last two chances so we could

is son still wanted his mother' s love more than anything. He had

, the lie tasting like as

moked a whole pack of cigarettes. He had quit for Sar

turned. Sarah stumbled in, her

n Mil

support her. Only when she was drunk did she ever show him this kind of

happy

d been holding her steady, went slack. Of co

into his hand.

So she hadn't forgotten her promise. She just didn't care.

get a d

ying to focus. A long moment passed. The

our son surviv

word, she collap

the master bedroom. After he got her

in the study, her voice crisp and clear, conducting an

epared. He walked into the study and hande

a document here that

ok at what he was giving her. She took the pen, s

muted her phone. "Didn't I just sig

, his knuckles white. He

he called

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