H A I L E Y
The following weeks were perfect. We fell into a comfortable routine, a bubble of happiness and tranquility that was as fragile as it was beautiful.
We spent our days on the beach, swimming in the ocean, building sandcastles with Liam, and our nights were filled with passion and intimacy, a celebration of our love and commitment.
Dominic was true to his word. He didn't bring up Yasmine's death again, and for a while, I was able to push the fear and uncertainty to the back of my mind. I was able to pretend that we were just a normal family, living a normal life, free from the darkness and the danger that had plagued us for so long.
But the illusion was shattered on a bright, sunny afternoon, a day that started out just like any other. We were having a picnic on the beach, a
