Cole’s POV

Knowing the truth should bring relief, some sense of clarity that makes the chaos settle into something manageable, but instead it feels like someone has poured fuel over an already raging fire and lit it again, hotter and more violent than before. I stand in the living room, my body tense, my jaw clenched so tightly it hurts, because every time I think I’ve reached the limit of what I can endure, another image of our children being taken without us there to protect them crashes ...