ELIJAH’S POV
I sat on the bed in the kids room. vividly recalling their cheerful laughter and games. I gripped my phone tighter, I felt like I was a parent alone. Astrid never showed care towards them. After all, it was her fault that they were lost. At this point, I did not want her near me. I did not care to know where she is, what she was doing either.
I stared at the ceiling and Laura's face came to my mind, she would never have let something like this happen. She was always responsible and caring, even though I never treated her kindly.
I walked out the room and for the first time since she left the house, I saw her room kept the way she left it. I wondered how jail was for her. She deserved it, she lied and pretended. My grandfather probably thought she was a saint and made me ma
