*Adelina POV*
My sweet Waylon is gone. I don't know how I will ever recover from this, because how does someone recover from losing their child?
My mother insisted that I wait until they got his body to the morgue, but I couldn't wait. I wanted, no I needed to see him where he was murdered. I needed to see my son, regardless of the state he was in.
As I left my baby brother's home, I felt numb, and my mother did her best to help, but this was something I would have to face on my own. This time, the only people who could help Gunner and I were ourselves. I don't even think our other children could help get us through this.
When I saw my boy lying on the ground covered in blood, it felt like my heart would shatter. I could tell that my big brother, Phoenix, and the others had tried to
