Chapter 0283

Sloane

My eyes focus on the brats playing in the front garden. They are spitting images of their father. They looked happy as they kicked a ball between them. Giggling and laughing until the younger boy slips on the ball, landing with a heavy thud.

The sound of their happiness is quickly replaced with cries and the elder boy screaming for his mother.

She comes rushing out of the house, an apron t