*Harper’s POV*
“It’s ok, baby. I’m here,” Dawson said as he held me on the couch, rubbing my back as he directed his glance back towards his mom.
“What happened, exactly?” Dawson asked, in a serious tone. Michelle filled him in on the visit from the state, while he sat next to me, comforting me at the same time.
“What did they want?” he pressed, prying for every detail.
“They clearly came here for… Harper” She answered matter-of-fact, but her tone sounded sad, angry, and disheveled all at the same time.
I couldn’t keep the tears from falling down my face, terrified that I was going to be pulled away from Dawson. I was even more terrified that I would be forced back under the control of my father. I can imagine the exact treatment I would receive for not going back sooner… It made me w
