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Chapters (50)
  1. Full Page Image
  2. Dedication
  3. Lock Me Inside
  4. FOREWORD
  5. CHAPTER 1
  6. CHAPTER 2
  7. CHAPTER 3
  8. CHAPTER 4
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. CHAPTER 6
  11. CHAPTER 7
  12. CHAPTER 8
  13. CHAPTER 9
  14. CHAPTER 10
  15. CHAPTER 11
  16. CHAPTER 12
  17. CHAPTER 13
  18. CHAPTER 14
  19. CHAPTER 15
  20. CHAPTER 16
  21. CHAPTER 17
  22. CHAPTER 18
  23. CHAPTER 19
  24. CHAPTER 20
  25. CHAPTER 21
  26. CHAPTER 22
  27. CHAPTER 23
  28. CHAPTER 24
  29. CHAPTER 25
  30. CHAPTER 26
  31. CHAPTER 27
  32. CHAPTER 28
  33. CHAPTER 29
  34. CHAPTER 30
  35. CHAPTER 31
  36. CHAPTER 32
  37. CHAPTER 33
  38. CHAPTER 34
  39. CHAPTER 35
  40. CHAPTER 36
  41. CHAPTER 37
  42. CHAPTER 38
  43. CHAPTER 39
  44. CHAPTER 40
  45. CHAPTER 41
  46. CHAPTER 42
  47. EPILOGUE
  48. ONE MONTH LATER.
  49. 43. Bonus Chapter 11 1/2
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

It hurts to hear him say that. Even after a month, he refuses to believe Nix set the explosion. Even though the third body—Nix’s body—was found in the kitchen. It was never identified as Nix. That’s the problem. There was too much damage.

So long as there’s no positive identification, he has hope. I almost wish he didn’t. He can’t move on if there’s no closure.

He talks to her for a long time while I sit and listen. And think. About what she lost. What we all lost. I lost the opportunity to settle things with my mother. I never had the chance to tell her I understood how she could be blinded by a man like James. He basically love-bombed her from the minute he figured out she was my mom. I’m still not even sure how he ended up hiring her or what brought them together. She never did tell me, and she never will.

Neither will he.

I don’t know if it makes me a bad person or what, but I can’t bring myself to care much about James dying. I’m glad he’s not here anymore; that’s about it. I do wish Nix could’ve waited until Mom was out and safe, but… something tells me she might not have made it out, anyway. She could’ve ended up like this poor woman before me. In a hospital bed, unable to move or speak.

“I’ll be back to see you next week. I promise.” Colt lifts his mother’s hand to his lips and presses a kiss against the back of it. “I’m so glad you’re here. I’m glad you’re with me now.” My heart swells almost painfully when he says it. All this time, he wasn’t even allowed to mention her. It was like she never existed.

I hold his hand the whole way to the garage, only letting go once it comes time to get in the truck. “How do you feel?” I ask once we’re inside.

He doesn’t answer right away. “Better. I feel better. She looks good—I thought she would look a lot worse than that. But she looks like… Mom.”

“I’m really glad you got the chance to see her again. It’s like a miracle.”

“It would be a miracle if she woke up.” He tightens his grip on the wheel before sighing. “I know that’s not going to happen.”

He can face the truth about that, but he can’t face the truth about Nix. I guess because he’s seen his mom in person, for himself. Nix? That will always be a mystery, and he can’t let himself give up hope. I understand his feelings. I would probably feel the same way in his place.