Chapter 96 (FINAL)
“Your mom is going to kill us!” Rylee shouted as the wind blew her hair, a radiant, rebellious smile taking over her face.
“Let her,” Wyatt said, his own grin wide and defiant as he glanced at her. He squeezed her hand, his thumb tracing the line of her rings. They shimmered in the moonlight as the children giggled in the backseat. Rylee spun around, smiling at her children.
Six hours earlier
Wyatt’s sudden spark of defiance in the closet quickly shifted into a calculated plan. With a sharp, energized focus, he instructed Rylee to pack the dress and a go-bag for themselves and the kids, then meet him at the garage. Rylee didn't hesitate or press for details; in that moment, her trust in him was absolute, and she moved with a quiet, efficient grace to follow his lead.
