“Jake,” Mom said.
Jake cut her off, “It’s for her own good.”
“How is for my own good to make me feel like a prisoner in my own home?” I asked, showing more boldness than I usually did. Something about seeing that man… it seemed to bring out something within me I couldn’t explain.
Jake and my parents all seemed surprised by my outburst.
As if realizing his words had been too harsh, Jake softened, “We are just worried about losing you again, Annette. Please, understand.”
I tried to.
But when I thought of that man and his two children, I couldn’t help but want to see them again.
Damien’s POV
The girls and I walked the rest of the way home without incident, but I was admittedly shook up from seeing that woman in the woods.
Gods, she had looked so much like Amelia, it had been uncann
