-- Grizelda --

The day I was leaving finally came. It felt like I had waited years for it. Now that Jax and Vucky were no longer on my neck, my mind had one thing apart from Alexander to be worried about. Margaret Kingston. The custody case wasn't over. This made seeing Alexander's face last night worse for me.

Outside was bright enough as the morning light reached every inch of the giest room. Outside, the dew-drenched garden sparkled, which was the only view and place in the house I was going to miss. The garden. I stood at the window with my arms crossed, looking out at the hedges...