Her return

Elise watched from a distance as Newman's estate went up in flames, and as much as she’d like to kill Alvira there and then, what difference would she be from her monstrous ex-father if she took that small girl's mother away? No one deserved that trauma.

“Mom? You ok?” Ethan says in her hands as he tugs on her shirt; she responds by holding him tightly in her arm and nodding to assure him; she then takes them to the garage of the large house, stealing one of the cars that was easily accessible because of the chaos.

She steeled herself, nodding her head and assuring her son as she took Ethan to the back seat, covering him up with a clean cloth before she got into the front seat, turning on the ignition of the car, and watching the engine roar to life.

The only reason she knew how to drive was that Hayden had helped her learn how; she could still recall how she drove into a ditch the first time she tried and how much he laughed; every memory of him hurts. “I’m ok, baby... I will