Camila
I don’t have a home anymore.
That’s the only thought running through my head as I stare up at the familiar sight of Asher’s mansion. The car rumbles along the driveway. The spiked gates look exactly as I remember. The yards with trimmed grass, the distant rose garden, the extravagant water fountains, and the perfect painted exterior …
Nothing has changed since I was here.
But I have.
Both Yannick and my mother are vying for my attention inside my head. Each of them whispers their own warning in the back of my mind.
He was supposed to keep my boy safe. And instead, he killed him.
Our monsters may wear different faces. But they’re the same.
I want to silence the voices in my head, but I can’t.
Once we park, Asher clambers out to help me from the car. I ignore him to step out
