Fresh Start
I tried to recall the scene.
Landon was naked.
But I couldn’t be sure if Mum was dressed.
The only part of her I saw was her arms wrapped around Landon’s bare back.
What was she thinking as she put on the show for me?
What was Landon thinking?
In a way, Landon was as much a victim as me.
Dad probably twisted his arm.
Landon lost his father at a young age.
He treated my dad as his own and would never defy his wishes.
He just did what he was told to do.
I was collateral damage.
But it didn’t mean I could forgive him.
There was no going back for us.
Every time I saw his face, I thought of the baby I lost.
I had just cleared Customs when my phone trilled.
HerBlueRose: Stay safe. I’ll be here, waiting for you.
***
I left Lisbern in the early morning.
The plane touched down at Dochester International Airport sixteen hours later.
The sky was clear, a faint shade of turquoise.
Cara greeted me with folded arms. ‘It’s my rare day off, you know. I was planning to spend it in bed when you—’
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