Chapter

A week after Mira escaped... Adam's POV I drove to the where we used to live. The place where I grew up and holds the memories I had with my mother. I went out of the car and stared at the sight before me. The house I used to live is now lifeless, like the people who used to live in there. It was old and abandoned. The flowers that used to bloom and waft their fragrance around every day were now gone. The garden was now filled with dirt and orange grass. My father was so broken that he couldn't bear to live in the same place where memories of my mother haunt us every day. Aside from that, he hated flowers ever since. He took me and we moved to the empty rooms in our pack house. I had never seen this place again, not until now. Tears welled my eyes that were covered with my sunglasses. I raised my head and looked at the sky to keep my tears at bay and heaved a deep sigh. After recovering myself, I stepped towards the front door, the dry dirt crunching under my leather boots. I remember