Nadine had always been weaker than Brad. She knew she couldn't win against him and had accepted that even if he threatened her, she couldn't do much. But her son was different.
Sean was everything to her. Anyone who tried to hurt him would face her full wrath. She was ready to fight as hard as she could to protect him, no matter what it took.
Nadine was so angry that it felt like a storm was brewing inside her. Her eyes were full of rage and made it clear she would do anything to keep her son safe.
She believed that if Brad hadn't taken Sean away this afternoon, Sean wouldn't have been hurt. It was all Brad's fault.
Nadine thought that if she had been with Sean instead of Brad, this wouldn't have happened. The anger made her shake. Her eyes were red and fierce, as if she could hurt him just by looking at him.
In the quiet of the night, her sadness felt heavy and cold, almost like a thick fog. The weight of her grief was so intense it made Brad feel like he couldn't breathe.
Brad wanted to keep explaining himself, but he suddenly stopped talking, losing interest. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long puff. The smoke swirled in the dim light, blending with the darkness outside.
As he looked at the sad Nadine through the smoke, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He frowned, feeling uncomfortable, and his expression turned cold.
Brad took another puff of his cigarette, tapped off the ash, and stared at the night sky. In that moment, he looked lost and alone, his thoughts all tangled up.
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This book is dragging 😩...