Lilith felt utterly despondent.

Sitting there, bathed in sunlight in the comfortably warm office, she was drenched in cold sweat.

Charles turned his back to Hendrix, constantly shooting her glances.

She remained unmoved, her hands clenched into fists in her lap, nails digging into her skin.

Because Xenia could never be accepted by the Foster Family, Hendrix had recognized that the Johnson Family needed to rely on the ...