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LILY
EIGHT MONTHS LATER
I clasped Blaine’s hand and stepped outside the courthouse into the biting March wind. f*****g New England and its cold as f**k spring.
But I didn’t scowl at the weather I couldn’t wait to escape for the California sunshine.
A grin stretched over my face—same as Blaine’s, same as Grey who stood on his other side with his hand on our boy’s lower back.
Abraham Quell had been found guilty on all the charges brought against him without Blaine even needing to testify. Sarah had sat tall and proud on the witness stand as had others who’d been emerged from beneath the cult leader’s teachings.
Theft.
Rape.
Murder—of his first wife and Blaine and Sarah’s parents as expected.
The fucker had gotten the maximum sentence and would rot behind bars until he breathed h
