~ Jack’s POV

I sat in my office, tapping my fingers impatiently on the desk. The tension in the room felt almost suffocating as I waited for Bella's adoptive parents to return from meeting her. My thoughts were consumed by worry, anger, and frustration. How could they have treated her so poorly? How could they have let her go without even a second thought?

The minutes dragged by, and I could feel my temper rising. Bella had been through so much, abandoned, mistreated, and now, it seemed, forgotten by the very people who were supposed to care for her. I had to get answers, and I was determined to make...