JULIAN'S POV
I gripped the doorknob and sighed. His little bed sat unoccupied. A cold reminder of my hasty decision. I could take it back, but it's for the best. It has to be.
I'm doing this for him. I'm trying to protect him. Adele will never understand. She doesn't know what it's like to grow up under the crushing weight of responsibilities.
I miss him. I have missed him for the past four years, and I miss him even more now.
Someday he'll thank me. When he's grown and safe from the harsh beam of the spotlights. He'll have something I never got the chance to. A life of his choosing.
I closed the door softly and tiptoed past Adele's bedroom.
The door was slightly ajar, but I resisted the urge to stop and watch her sleep.
Her resting face was so peaceful. So innocent. You'd thin
