Chapter 45

Seven Years Later

“Luke don’t push the broccoli aside,” a woman called out, still busy at the stove with her cooking. She hadn’t turned to look, but she already knew—her little boy was probably avoiding the vegetables on his plate.

“I don’t like it, Mom,” came a soft grumble from the boy with ocean-blue eyes. His small lips pouted in protest. “Can I just eat everything else but the broccoli?”

Cami