"I want you to be with Jared," was the first thing Alice's father said to her since Harvey had come into her care, and Alice was far from all of them. "He's on his way to Canada, it's about his sister. Your company wouldn't be a bad idea. It's close to where you are. I'll join in a few days; I have some pending matters to settle here. Do you know anything about Robert Graham?""What about him? His life is of no interest to me.""He won't stop, Alice. We could get into trouble, don't you realize that?""Why? Ethan Graham Taylor is dead, and all that's left is a grave, empty?" Henry was disturbed by the way little Alice spoke to him. She felt secure away from there, with Harvey far from reach. If it wasn't Ethan, her father couldn't use him, unless he wanted to harm himself. So, she couldn't let Robert find them either. Alice felt protected by the very lie her father created, shielded from Robert and distanced from Henry. He was her son, she had adopted him, nothing could go wrong. And

He and Bethany Walton had split up, and though Beth didn't initially tell him the reasons, he now understood. He didn't like Beth's surprise plans because you could never guess what she might come up with, and that was a danger. But thanks to her, Robert was achieving all these things in record time. He would continue searching for his son to the ends of the earth, but how to do it if they had him in that clinic? If not for Beth... he might still be there, interned, drugged on that bed.Alice Taylor was not at home, but he... he would see his son.How could she have stolen him? What happened to all her pain? Was all that depression feigned only to disappear with Ethan? How could she do something like that? He was as angry with her as he was with Simon Leclerc or Henry Taylor.He felt rage towards his ex-wife, the mother of his child.He knocked on the door slowly and... just a few seconds later someone opened it. The woman was holding a child in her arms, that golden blonde hair was v

That all happened so fast, he wanted to stop them, but with the baby in his arms, Alice's things, those people photographing the woman being arrested, and then... then she and everyone else were gone.He held Ethan and took a deep breath, needing to find a way to fix this.Beth approached with a smile while Robert looked for a taxi, his son in his arms and Alice's things with him. "Rori! Rori!" she stopped, looking at the baby in Robert's arms. "Oh, but he's a spitting image of that woman! How sad!" Robert's stern look made her roll her eyes. Just looking at Ethan Graham, you could immediately tell he was a Taylor, same features, and the exaggerated similarity to his young mother. Such a beautiful and noticeable baby. "I'm giving you what you wanted, how about we grab a coffee? I need to tell you some things," she touched her head, seemingly in pain. "I think I have a hangover. We need to do a paternity test for your son so the process can move faster, the lawyer has your number... th

Robert was struggling, haunted by the thought that Ethan was suffering from being away from his mother. The child would wake up crying at night, was eating poorly, and had developed a fever, which led Robert to take him to the hospital. He was unsure about how to raise a baby, having no prior experience, and while he didn't find it impossible, he was also overwhelmed by the knowledge that Alice would spend a year in jail. He was troubled too by the unresolved issues surrounding his son's disappearance, the theft by Henry Taylor at Ethan's birth, and the way Simon Leclerc had managed to clean everything up, continuing to do so despite Bethany Walton's attempts to bring them down. Simon Leclerc remained untouched, and only Alice Taylor bore the consequences.After the fever had passed, Robert returned home around seven in the morning with his son. Beth was there, comfortably settled in his living room.Robert had told her he had a lot to focus on and didn't have time for her games, but

On the day of the visit, Robert found himself fussing over Ethan, combing his hair three times and changing his clothes just as often, clearly stressing both himself and his young son."Do you think you need a haircut?" Robert mused, smoothing Ethan's locks only for them to spring back into their natural wave. "Your hair's getting pretty long. Let's see what your mom says; she might have a better opinion on this. I think it’s too long, what do you think, Ethan?" The baby was visibly upset by his father's indecisiveness, and Robert too was anxious. He wanted Alice to see that Ethan was well-cared for and that she didn't need to worry. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, but this is the first day, and I know it's important for her, for all three of us. It's a big day for you too, you'll be in your mother’s arms." The room's door opened, and Bethany entered. Annoyed, Robert placed Ethan back in the crib and approached Bethany, searching her hands roughly for the key, which she, with a smile, did not