Chapter 67.

Teagan POV.

“Momma, wake up. Momma, it’s time for breakfast.” Little hands of my daughter squish my cheeks as I pretend to be asleep. Today is Saturday, and this is our morning routine.

“Angel, leave momma alone. She is really tired.” I fight the smile, listening to Nathaniel, my brave boy. I nearly lost them both when word got out about me leaving. The cartel found me, so I did what I had to in order to keep them safe. I killed the men that came for us.

That was when they were both two years old. So we moved in the middle of the night and never looked back. Every so often, we move to stay off the radar of the cartel and the mafia. Marco found us a year ago. I don’t know how, but I sent him away. He promised he would not tell Antonio or anyone where I was.

That if I ever needed him, we could go home. That Antonio is worried sick and has been looking for us. He is heartbroken that I left.

Last night I was packing for yet another move as word has reached my ear that mobster looking men