*Ainslee*

I pace Drake’s nursery, holding his teddy bear. I find myself humming to it, even though it isn’t Drake. He is still missing.

Sobs wrack my body. My heart aches for my son. I curse Riley for taking him away and let out a broken howl.

Rafe comes into the nursery moments later. “Oh, love,” he whispers and pulls me into his arms.

“I know Zeke told us to stay here just in case they’re planning to do something to you, but I can’t stand it, Rafe. I can’t stand not being out there looking for our baby,” I sob.

“I know.” He rubs his hands up and down...