After everything I had read about Mason and his family, and after the way things went at his house, I couldn’t shake the fear.
He had warned me. Twice. If anything happened to Lior… there would be consequences.
I tried to hold on to what Dr. Dean said. That the surgery would go well. But I wasn’t one of the lucky ones. Something always went wrong.
If the surgery failed, I couldn’t even let my mind go there. I wouldn’t survive it. And even if I did, Mason wouldn’t let me forget it.
If it worked, I still had to face him. Lior’s custody. Either way, it wasn’t going to end well for me.
I don’t know why, but I found myself turning into my old neighborhood, heading straight for the church. It had been years since I’d last been there.
Back then, I used to stop here after school. I would sit
