AUBREY
I watched as tears broke out of Miles' eyes as he yanked himself away from Michael. “No!” he cried out, his hands trembling, his eyes wet and filled with tears, his brows furrowed. He was probably trying to make sense of the situation.
“Miles,” Ace called softly, his voice so low I could barely hear him even though I was sitting next to him. He anguished in his voice as he reached out to him, but Miles jerked his hands off.
“That is not true! Bring my mother to me, I want my mother!” He cried out,Sorrow and pain were the only emotions I felt as he screamed. He was only six years old.
He exited his chair and surged towards Ace, “You’re strong, people fear you, people would do anything you say, you are powerful, why didn’t you protect my mother? Why didn’t you stop it? Why did yo
