Chapter 93

Sarah

My heart feels like it will burst right out of my chest. Bryce is home.

It has been two weeks since the kidnapping but I don't want to think about it anymore. My baby is finally back in my arms after the agonizing days of not knowing where he was or if I'd ever see him again. I cling to him tightly, tears of joy and relief streaming down my face.

"It's okay, Mommy's got you," I whisper, stroking his hair as he nestles against me.

Vincent wraps his arms around us both, and we stay huddled together on the couch for a long time, just holding each other and crying. We are exhausted, completely drained after the trauma of Bryce's kidnapping. But now that he is home safe, some of the crushing weight has been lifted off our shoulders.

"I can't believe this nightmare is finally over," Vincent says hoarsely, his voice heavy with emotion. "We've got our boy back."

I nod, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. The terror and despair of the past week still cling to me, making my hands