DAKOTA’S POV
Although I had been in an induced coma for nearly seventeen years, I remembered everything like it happened yesterday. Being taken by the rogues and Jackson’s mother, running home with Darius, then closing my eyes in exhaustion. The doctor had come in shortly after Lilly left and told me that they couldn’t figure out why my body and mind shut down for so long, but that I was completely healthy and could leave the hospital by the morning. I really wanted to get out of here, to go and see Jackson and demand an explanation for his behaviour towards our daughter. The man that I met, that I knew, adored all of his children and was the most caring person I had ever known, so I needed to know why he turned so sour just because he didn’t have me anymore.
I stretched out in the
