Chapter 706

Nicks POV

When the social worker finished the sentence about the "current court order," something primal rose in me. An instinct to grab my daughter and disappear.

Martina made a soft, broken sound. Gwen went completely still, her hand resting over her stomach, like her body had absorbed the blow before her mind did. Bella was wrapped around my legs, her face buried in my pants like I was the only safe place left in the world.

I ran my hand through her hair slowly, repeating "I'm here" more for myself than for her, because I needed to remember I could still stand upright.

She lifted her tear-soaked face and looked at me with a clarity no child should have.

"I don't want to go," she whispered. The words hit me like something solid. The man with the folder shuffled his papers.

"Mr. Valemont-"

"I understand," I cut in, without raising my voice.

"I just need a minute." I crouched down to Bella's level.

"Princess..." I said, and it took everything in me not to let the word turn into desperation.

"Look at me." Her eyes were red, but steady.

"Do you remember what I told you yesterday?" I asked. She frowned, trying to follow.

"That...I didn't do anything wrong?" she guessed. I swallowed.

"That's right. You didn't do anything wrong for wanting to be with me. But you did put yourself in danger," I said, with as much gentleness and as little blame as I could manage.

to fix this in

said, like the word tasted dirty. I looked at Cross. My hand clenched in the

say nơ?" I

"If you say no and walk out with her right now, you feed the kidnapping narrative." He gestured

order against you." My body went rigid. He didn't soften it "If you act on impulse, you lose her legally." He paused. The

When I opened them, Bella was staring at me like she expected me to

was saying: I'm here with you, but

today," Cross

once. It was the hardest movement of my

the transfer under supervision,"

garage." I stood up

please," she cried, the words breaking

hurt. I picked Bella

folding herself against my chest

everyone, but really I was saying it to myself. The walk to the garage felt endless. Elevator. Hallway.

was another chance to do something reckless. Every step echoed Cross's warning in my head. In the garage, the air was colder, thick with the smell of concrete and fuel Renee was waiting, the scene perfectly arranged. Eyes

voice

Bella shrank against me. Her fingers twisted tighter in my shirt like

she said

"Mommy's here."

the folder spoke quietly with Renee's lawyer. Technical words. Names confirmed. Time noted. Documents acknowledged. Clean. Controlled. And all I could feel was the weight

Bella whispered again, softer now, like asking quietly might

need to repeat himself. He just met my eyes and gave the smallest

She sobbed

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