Bella pov
"They are," I said. "And they always have been."
After Jennifer left, I sat alone in my office, staring at the city below. Somewhere out there, Richard and Margaret were probably already planning their next move, figuring out how to spin this to their advantage, trying to find another way to use Tom for their own benefit.
But I meant what I said. They would never get near my son.
My phone buzzed with a text from Maya: Tom woke up asking about Caleb. Apparently, 'Mr. Grey Eyes' is coming back today? He's been counting on his fingers trying to figure out how many hours until 2 PM.
Despite everything, I smiled. Tom's innocent fascination with Caleb was both heartwarming and terrifying. He had no idea he was asking about his father, had no concept of the complicated history bet
