Myles' POV

The ride home was quiet, too quiet that I could hear the sound of my own heart beat drumming in my ears. I usually listen to music when I was driving alone in my car, but I didn't feel like that right now.

For a while, I thought I had escaped and landed myself a fairytale life, but I was wrong. Maybe my present seemed well, but the past came back to bite me in the ass so hard, knocking me over.

My mind was filled with the thoughts of my parents, Melissa and Myles. I was even named after my father. They believed that they had landed...