Dylan spent the entire night contemplating whether to let the Randle family suffer or out of fear that Eliana would blame him. Regardless of the reason, he couldn’t bring himself to harm the mother and child.

Planning their departure for 7 o’clock in the morning, Dylan arrived at the house to fetch Eliana. They were leaving this place, leaving behind the Randle Family who had caused Eliana so much anguish.

“Get dressed, we’re going home,” Dylan harshly pulled Eliana out of bed, showing no tenderness as he helped her change clothes.

“Where are we going, Dylan? Where is home?” Eliana asked.

“River City, of course. Our home. We haven’t been...