[SAMANTHA’S Point of View]
I didn’t sleep a wink.
That morning, all I did was stare outside the window and watch the kids play in the backyard. Madison and Cynthia were thrilled that the kids and I were back. The house was clean, and Madison prepared a delicious meal for us after she heard the news that we’re heading back home from the Pack Manor.
Diana embraced both of them after she jumped out of the car. Devon followed, but he was more casual with the two, and that’s when I knew that my son had grown a lot after all the horrible things we went through in the Black Forest.
He was growing like his father…
A part of me was worried about that realization. Despite having my ocean-blue eyes, Devon bore a striking resemblance to his father. The way he observed things silently, the way he slipped his hands in his pockets while having deep thoughts—all of this, I remember Dominic in him.
