Still, someone failed Timofey along the way. For him to end up in Sergey’s home, to be forced down the road he’s still walking… It’s the worst-case scenario.
Which is why I’ve made my choice: I can’t let Benjamin stay in this house. Timofey may not be outright abusive or neglectful, but there is more than one way to abuse a child. In the long run, Benjamin won’t be safe here.
We have to get out.
“Speaking of spiraling,” Akim elbows me lightly in the shoulder, “don’t think so hard. You’ll pull a muscle.”
I blink out of my thoughts and laugh. “I guess the lack of food has me feeling foggy.”
I stab the roast beef and take a bite.
I give him a grin full of roast beef. “I can’t wait for the kitchen to be up and running again so you can make me something better than this.”
“Oo, don’t talk
