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Four days passed since the incident at the hideout mansion, no word of Blake's whereabouts, it was like he disappeared into thin air. Liam dragged his exhausted body along the hospital corridors. When they found him, he had been battered up pretty well, but the doctors confirmed that he didn't have any serious conditions.

It had been four days with the kids at home, but they barely talked. The happy chatters and playful nature had disappeared. It was as if a spark had been plucked out from their lives. Liam couldn't help but worry about their mental health. He resulted in taking them to see a child therapist which the sessions would be starting soon.

As Liam pushed the door to Kyla's ward room, he couldn't help but breathe out heavily. He sighed as he looked at his wife's still body. Liam looked at how her chest moved slowly with her soft breathing, but nothing else moved. Her head was heavily bandaged, making Liam's heart break into half.

Luckily, the doctors said the bullet had g