Zarelle blew out a breath. “I don’t care about William Aldex. I just worry about Arnold. How is he supposed to live a happy or even safe life, with a father like that?”
Cyric patted her shoulder. “But it’s out of our hands now, Zarelle. It’s the police department’s job to track down William. There’s nothing more we can do on our end.”
Zarelle had to accept reality, no matter how harsh it was. She should have trusted Calden more and stayed away from both Arnold and William.
But once again, her prejudice and stubbornness had clouded her judgment, leading her astray.
After another long day of work, Zarelle came to the hospital, picking a time when Judy wouldn’t be around. She curled up in an armchair near the bed and continued working on her laptop until eventually, weariness ov
