Author name: Hauda.A

Two years later. I stood in Lucia’s new bedroom—the one she’d decorated herself with posters of dinosaurs and her soccer

The nightmares came back worse than ever. Lucia woke up screaming every night. Sometimes multiple times. “The shadow man! He’s

Three months after Anton Russo’s death, I started noticing things. Small things. Insignificant on their own. A car that appeared

One month after the fight. Dante and I still weren’t back to normal. We were civil. Co-parenting effectively. Sleeping in

Six months into the Vegas arrangement, the cracks started showing. We’d fallen into a pattern. Two weeks in New York.

Three months later, we landed in Las Vegas. The city stretched below us—a glittering oasis in the desert. All lights

Caleb’s men handled the cleanup. Efficiently. Professionally. Like this was just another Tuesday night. Maybe in their world, it was.