All Chapters of The One He Let Go: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kelly “Who is he?” I asked, my voice cracked as I stared at the grainy image Olivia had handed me. Her expression was cold and unyielding, her lips twisting. “I don’t know, but I think he’s the key to finding Aiden.” The photograph trembled in my hands, my vision blurring as fear tightened its grip on my chest. Aiden’s face, pale and tear-streaked, was in the background of the photo, and the man standing in front of him was a stranger. A tall figure, his face partially scarred, but the malice in his posture was unmistakable. “Where do we find him?” My voice barely audible. Olivia glanced at me, then to Lucian, who stood a few steps away, watching us intently. “I don’t know yet,” she admitted, but her tone carried the weight of determination. “Kelly,” Lucian said, stepping closer. His voice was calm, but his eyes were firm. “We’re going to get him back.” I wanted to believe him, to hold on to the small hope his words offered. But the heart wrenching guilt in my chest wou

KellyI followed Adrian through the dark streets, my heart pounding with a mix of anger and dread. His earlier phone call had been short, but the urgency in his tone was unmistakable. He thought I was asleep, but I wasn’t about to sit back while Aiden’s life was in danger. He turned towards an alley and disappeared through an unmarked door. I hesitated for a moment, swallowing my fear, before slipping inside after him. The air was heavy with the scent of damp concrete and stale cigarettes, and muffled voices echoed from somewhere below. Keeping to the shadows, I crept down a narrow staircase, my steps careful. Adrian’s voice filtered through the air, sharp and desperate. “Give me more time,” he pleaded. “I’ll resign after this is done, I swear. But I need to get my son back first.” A deep, gravelly voice responded, dripping with condescension. “Time? You think Boss is the kind of man who waits? You’re either in, or you’re out. And if you’re out, you’re as good as dead.” I f

Kelly I stared at the message, my fingers trembling. The words blurred together as my mind raced, imagining every horrible scenario Aiden could be enduring. I could almost hear his small voice calling for me. ‘Meet me alone. Tonight. If you want your son to live’ A message popped up as I wiped my tears that was already streaming. Every inch of me screamed to act, but the fear of making the wrong decision paralyzed me. Aiden was counting on me. This was my chance to bring him home, and I couldn’t fail him. “Kelly, no,” Adrian’s voice broke through my thoughts. He had read the message over my shoulder, his face pale. “You can’t go alone. It’s too dangerous.” I stepped back, away from him. “This isn’t your decision to make, Adrian. I’m his mother. I’ll do whatever it takes.” “You don’t have to do it alone,” Anderson interjected, his tone firmer than I’d heard in years. “We can handle this together. Let me come with you.” I turned to him, my anger flaring. “Together? Like w

Kelly The night was as silent as it was suffocating. My breath came in shallow, uneven gasps as I waited, alone in the dimly lit room where someone had left me. My hands were tied behind my back, my ankles bound to the chair. Somehow I woke up here, my mind foggy and I couldn’t remember how I came here. Somewhere in this cruel place, Aiden could be close and was being held, scared, confused, and unaware of why his world had been ripped apart. Aiden. The thought of him kept me focused, despite the fear clawing at my chest. The light creak of a door opening snapped me to attention. Footsteps echoed, heavy and purposeful, growing louder with each passing second. My body tensed as I noticed from the break of my eye that it was Davis who had stepped into the room, his smirk as cruel as ever. “Comfortable?” he drawled, circling me like a predator. “What do you want, Davis?” My voice was steady, despite the terror threatening to consume me. He crouched before me, his eyes gleaming

KellyThe weight of everything had been lifted, but it was replaced by something else….something heavier. After everything, after Davis, after Evelyn, and all the secrets that had been unearthed, I was left standing at the crossroads of my life. The office buzzed with its usual sound, but I could barely focus. The silence that had enveloped me in the past weeks, the silence of recovery and reflection, had now given way to the noise of normalcy. People came in, schedules were arranged, decisions had to be made. It was supposed to feel like a return to the way things were, but nothing felt the same anymore. "Ma’am." Clara’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. She stood in the doorway, her hands clasped in front of her as if unsure whether to interrupt. I nodded, motioning for her to come in. “Clara, I wasn’t expecting you. Everything okay?” Clara stepped inside, a curious look in her eyes. “You’ve been off the radar for weeks, Ma’am. Everyone’s been worried. And not to mention, th