As the night wears on, I find myself watching Eden's every breath, terrified that he might suddenly stop breathing. My fury at Jason and the situation gradually gives way to an overwhelming protective instinct. This child - my child - has suffered enough. I won't let him endure another moment of pain or neglect.

By the time dawn breaks, I've made my decision. I can't leave Eden here, not when I've seen the evidence of his mistreatment with my own eyes. Whatever the consequences, I have to get ...