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Jacob POV When I get home, Liam is already waiting at the front door. “Dad! Dad! Did you find Mommy?” he asks, a distraught look on his face. “Not yet, buddy. But I’m working it,” I say as I take him in for a big bear hug. Mason comes into the hallway, signaling that he has news for me. “Hey, why don’t you go get your bike and we can go down to the park for a ride?” I say and wait for him to leave the room. “Please say you have good news for me,” I say when Liam is out of earshot. “Yes and no,” he says. “My contact said he saw her going to her apartment, but he can’t be sure if she’s there now.” After Mason informed me that Emily had gone, I asked him to get someone to stake out her place in case she went there. “Okay, tell him to keep you posted. The minute he sees any movement, he has to text you,” I instruct him. Mason nods his head in return and gets on his phone. Liam appears with his bike and helmet, impatiently waiting for me. The three of us take a walk to the park,
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Emily POV As I make my way to Liam’s grave, a light drizzle starts falling. I got sidetracked on the way here and stopped to buy him a bunch of flowers—gladiolus, his favorite. When we were younger, there was a field of gladiolus behind our house, growing wild as far as the eye could see. Our mother hated us playing there, and she’d try to scare us with stories of snakes and spiders. So, we’d run away and sit there for hours, making flower crowns and chains with the dainty petals. It feels like a memory that now belongs to someone else—implanted in my mind and giving the illusion that it’s real. Like every other memory from my early childhood, it feels like it’s fading with time. Maybe if I hold onto it for long enough, it will burn itself into a part of my brain that cannot be erased. Strange, I could never remember anything before the age of ten. My mother used to say it’s because I had a nasty fall, resulting in a brain concussion. Imagine losing a part of your memory, woosh, g
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Emily POV Everything that happened after that was a blur. I remember hailing a cab with Jacob at the cemetery. On the cab ride back to the city, I got little snippets of his conversation, just nodding in response to everything he said. Next thing, we’re standing in a toy store, buying a gift for Liam—a birthday do-over, as Jacob explained. Standing in the toy store, I can’t imagine what to get for a little boy that has everything. Jacob notices me, still as a mouse, standing in a puddle of rainwater. Covering me with his damp jacket, he asks, “Hey, are you okay?” “Yes, I’m fine, but I have no idea what to get for Liam,” I say. He smiles and says knowingly, “He’ll love anything you get for him because it’s from his mom.” Coming from his lips, that word has a new ring to it. I’m a mom to the most amazing kid. Soon, I’ll be bombarding complete strangers at dinner parties, showing them pictures of Liam. “Have you seen my son? Isn’t he beautiful?” I never used to understand moms lik
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Emily POV When we arrive downstairs, the lights are turned down to a warm glow. The dining room table is set for three. I hear music playing, but it’s not coming from the speakers—it’s a violinist standing next to the baby grand piano, playing Brahms’s Violin Sonata No.3. Liam looks like he’s on cloud nine as he runs over to her and watches in silent astonishment. In the kitchen, a chef is preparing the first course, and my empty belly instantly responds with gurgling sounds. Even over the sound of the violin, Liam hears it and starts giggling. Jacob calls us over to the dinner table, and the chef brings over the first dish. I have no idea what it is, but it smells divine. In his thick French accent, he introduces the first course. “Thiiisss hereee is da salmon trout tartare with a dash of red wine vinaigrette. Pleaseeee enjoy,” and back to the kitchen he goes. The minute the chef turns his back, Liam pulls up his nose. “I don’t think I’ll be eating this,” he moans. Jacob, ever
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Emily POV October runs into November, and the leaves in Central Park turn golden brown. After much convincing, I finally gave notice on my apartment and moved all my things into Jacob’s place. Packing everything up was a bitter-sweet moment, especially when it came to clearing out Liam’s room. Liam accompanied me on his insistence that I needed protection, but I just think he wanted to keep me close to him in case I did another disappearing act. While packing up the last of the stuff in my room, he comes walking in with his ultrasound in his hand. “What’s this?” he asks. “Is it a photo?” “It’s a kind of a photo,” I say. “It’s a picture of you when you were still in my belly.” “It is?” he asks, in awe of the piece of paper he’s clutching. “It sure is. You were smaller than a pea when this was taken. It was my very first time meeting you. When I saw you, I waved at the screen, and the doctor thought I was being silly. But I knew you could feel me, just like I felt you growing insi
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Emily POV The drive to Lake Tahoe in the rust bucket was an adventure on its own. Two days of driving from one end of the country to the other, two days of a rambunctious five-year-old wanting to stop at every popular tourist attraction and anything that resembled a giant old rock. Liam would plot our journey on his iPad and shout out random places we should visit. The highlight for him was Niagara Falls. Excited to see the water roaring down the steep drop, he rushed to take the elevator to the observation deck. I must admit, trapped between a wall of glass and water played into my fear of heights and my claustrophobia. By the time we reached the highest point, he had taken photos from every angle, telling us they were for show and tell. When we got to Denver, I was all road-tripped out, but Liam’s enthusiasm was like an inflated balloon—it was high at one minute and then it came buzzing down like someone had pricked a hole in it. Jacob loved visiting the city. Like a kid in a ca
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The next morning I am woken by the sound of wood splintering. It’s a sunny day, considering it had been snowing the night before. I walk towards the window, and below Jacob is chopping wood, dressed in a checkered shirt and blue jeans. With his sleeves rolled up, I notice his arm muscles pulling taut every time he brings the ax down. It sends a warm sensation between my legs. Standing there, I look on in silence while he chops away, unaware I’m watching him. Reaching down to my panties, I pull them away and feel the wetness dripping on my thighs. Slowly, I start caressing my clit, sending delicious shivers through my body. The chopping stops, and he looks up at me. Instead of stopping, I continue rubbing the soft part of my groin, burning with a desire to have something hard and big take the place of my fingers, now sliding their way inside. Jacob stares with a knowing look in his eye. I stare back at him, keeping eye contact. He licks his lips and encourages me to continue with
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Emily POV It feels like a nightmare on an unending loop, but no one’s bothered to wake me up. Hearing my screams, Jacob rushed to where we were. In shock and crying, I tried to help him lift Liam up, but my legs gave in, and I fell into a puddle of mud and dead leaves. Getting no assistance from me, Jacob phoned 911 and managed to get Liam down to the cabin. Within minutes, an air helicopter was there to take us to the nearest hospital. Still unconscious, my little boy lay motionless on a stretcher with a big gash across his head, blood dripping everywhere. Two days later, and I’m in the same hospital I was in five years ago—it’s an all too familiar feeling of dread followed by exhaustion. With no sleep and no appetite, my body wants to give in on itself, but I fight to stay sane and awake. Liam has a cast on his arm—the doctor says he broke it in two places. Luckily, the gash on his head looked worse than what it was. All he needed was stitches, but the mark it will leave behind
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