Chapter 8

"I'm not…" Shawn's eyes were red. "I have made mistakes before. I hurt her. But I still love her, just like she loves me. We can still make it work." Seeing how stubborn he was, Brenda looked at him with utter disdain. "Take a good look in the mirror. What exactly is there to love about you? If you weren't my son, I would've punched you in the face by now." She snatched Roy from his arms and went upstairs. Shawn felt his strength drain from his body as he watched her retreating figure. He collapsed onto the couch, his eyes dull and lifeless as he mumbled, "Yvonne, where are you? I miss you." After I had left, he had done everything he could to find me. He had gone to the police, posted missing person ads, and more, yet nothing had worked. It was as if I had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind. He couldn't find me, and I had never once sought out news of him. … Two years passed in a blur. The small town had developed rapidly over the past two years. An influx of tou