SEN

e Montgomery estate. I had one goal: find a quiet

rounds, their hushed conversations and sid

other Eleanor, and standing right beside

like the r

was the same look she always gave me, as if I were a

pulled a small sketchbook and colored pencils from my

a pencil. She began to draw the back of a tall, blond man and a

art a

even, with a face full of unearned mal

e sketchbook f

gh above her head. "You're a mute

d to tremble as she reached for her drawing,

t and pure, su

g the sketchbook from his hand. My voice

pled. A theatrical wail erupted as he threw himself

scooped him up, her face a mask of maternal fury direct

didn't touch him. He stole Zoe's

fect face. "Aiden was just trying to play with his sister... he does

ver, their arrival parting the sea of

fury was aimed solely at me. "Jensen! What the hell are you doi

ous. "Jared, didn't you h

condition... you should be watching he

den shot me a triumphant smirk.

"Jared, don't be angry with Jensen. She's probably

took on a pitiful tone.

etonated in the qu

o Jared. The atmosphere thic

e boy. Instead, he knelt down, his voice softer than I

ed Aiden

My husband, after publicly berating me, was comforting the boy wh

A complete a

ddressed her son. "Jared, take Crystal and the boy to the

people. Sh

al look. He turned and led Crystal and Aiden

of eyes and the frenzied clicks of reporters' cameras,

r face in my dress, her small sh

art, tight and brutal

t my d

ng had been all day. In this family

dy. "It's okay, baby," I whispered, my voice raw bu