Freddy's POV

He seemed satisfied with that answer, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug. I watched them for a moment, my heart full in a way I wasn’t used to.

Mercy cleared her throat. “Alright, lovebirds. If we’re really doing this, let’s get moving before someone calls the fire department.”

I smirked, standing up. “Always the voice of reason.”

She grinned. “Somebody has to be.”

The black SUV moved steadily down the long road, leaving behind the burning mansion—the last remnant of the life we had fought so hard to escape. The sky was painted in hues of orange and pink as the sun began its slow...