Although the road had been hard and rough, Davis and Jessica were glad they had chosen to walk it. It hadn't been easy, and it wasn't going to be easy still, but they had decided to live in the present while fighting for their tomorrow. They had no regrets. Every pain and hardship had shaped their bond stronger.
As Davis sat there quietly, he couldn't help but take a trip down memory lane. His mind wandered back to the dark days he spent in the study, his trip at the Allen family house, where he had been mocked and scorned by his own blood.
On the day he had left, he had been ambushed—an experience that could have ended his life if not for a rare miracle and one person's skill and bravery. That day remained forever carved in his memory, a day he would always be grateful for.
