Layla.
My stomach was in tatters, and my heart was ripped to shreds. I didn't know how to handle any of this. My world was crashing down, but I deserved it. I should have known I was being lied to, but I had been too gullible.
They'd said Becca was a terrible person, someone who would end up extorting the children just like Chad Cartwright. A thief, a liar, they needed information so they could get the money back and suggested I look over the kids to make sure they would be safe.
Everything they said had been lies.
My instincts told me as much, but they were super convincing, so I had ignored my gut feeling. Right now, I ran down the sidewalk, the oranges, and reds of sunset doing little to comfort me, as beautiful as they were.
Tears streamed down my face as I ran, ignoring some
