Chapter 74

• “Do you still like roasted chicken, Gala?” Bellamie asked that morning. She had allowed herself to sink too deep into her thoughts. The shock she felt had shaken her to the core, but she knew she needed to pull herself together. Her son was right in front of her—he needed her. And she would make up for all the time they had lost, all the days he’d spent growing up without her by his side.
• Gala had just stepped out of his room, his brows knitting together. It wasn’t the question that caught him off guard—it was that Dice was nowhere to be seen.
• “Dice?” he called out softly. “Where are you?”