“We told Jonas that he would be able to see his mom again. Noah will want the same,” Thoren said. “He may not have the language for it, but he feels it. If Jonas visits Bethany and Noah doesn’t see where he comes from, resentment will take root.”
He was right.
Children didn’t resent facts. They resented imbalance.
“And Vanessa?” I pressed.
“We have her transferred closer to the capital,” he said. “Structured visitation. Controlled environment.”
“They were dangerous,” I said quietly. “But they were still mothers.”
“And the boys still love them,” he replied.
That was the part that mattered.
Love didn’t dissolve just because crimes were committed.
Behind the wall—
“Protect me from the monster!” Noah shouted.
“There is no monster!” Jonas yelled.
“There’s always a monster!”
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