Sara

I sat quietly in the car, looking at the city outside as Jaxon drove. The constant rage and pain were almost comforting now. I stared out into the lights and could only imagine my children were out there somewhere. Jaxon reached over and took my hand. I tried to force a smile. His smile was just as weak.

He pulled up to the Factory, a place I never wanted to see again. But I knew it was necessary for us to be here. Jaxon got out of the car and moved around ...