AUSTIN’S POV
“Daddy!” Jamie came barreling towards me, arms wide, yelling.
His laughter filled the house as I scooped him into my arms and spun him around and I didn’t realize how much I’d missed him until he was back in my arms again.
Zoe stood just behind him, watching us with a soft smile. She looked… calm. Collected. And so different from the woman who had sobbed the day Chloe vanished with Jamie. Stronger, maybe. Like she’d found a kind of quiet resolve. And I was painfully aware that Owen’s house had something to do with that.
After Jamie ran off to his room with a toy he couldn’t wait to show me, Zoe followed me into the living room. There was an awkward beat of silence as we both sat down, knowing exactly why she was here but dancing around it.
“So… what do you suggest?” She
