Verena’s P.O.V

I sat behind the desk, one hand on my forehead as I scrolled through tons of emails from agencies and private carers that I didn't even bother opening because I knew they had the same cold answer ready to welcome me. The classic ‘NO!’

My life. My pathetic life. 

These were the times I wished I had superpowers. You know, teleport to the past, stop time, and move Kian from the front of my car and have another hit him instead. 

As if my mental strain wasn't enough, Ryder—Kian’s caregiver decided to do a 360 on me. Quit the job and disappear into thin air. 

Since then, it’s...