Part 7

Twelve hours ago,

“I found her,” Ivan said, pushing open the bedroom door. He found him sitting on the bed and holding onto Zion, who was currently sitting on his lap reading a storybook.

Aaron’s eyes lit up at his words, and he set his son down on his feet. Zion wasted no time before darting out of the room, and it seemed he had wanted to do that for so long. As soon as the door to the room shut, Aaron turned his attention fully to Ivan.

Ivan gave him a pitiful look, but Aaron shrugged it off, telling him he was fine. He looked horrible, and...