Kyle’s distress was worsening. Ashlee wasn’t waking up as quickly as he’d hoped. According to Esyn, Ashlee would need at least three to five days to recover on her own. Her wounds were severe, but fortunately, they were healing—albeit slowly.
Her uncle was now in custody, charged with alleged murder and attempted murder of Ashlee and her mother. The trial was pending, and due to Ashlee’s condition, the dates were postponed.
“Kyle.” Cassandra called, distracting him from his paperwork.
“Mom.” Kyle was surprised to see his parents; they weren’t supposed to return for two more days. His mother, Cassandra, moved around the table and instantly embraced him.
“I’m so sorry to hear what happened to Ashlee, son,” she whispered, rubbing his back. It had only been two days since Ashlee had been
