Hiding within Zane’s bedroom, Candace tried to find anything she could to fashion into a shirt in case she were to be found by whoever had entered the apartment. Quickly rummaging through Zane’s closet, she came upon a basic gray tshirt that worked perfectly with her jeans and would appear to be something she owned herself. As she tore this from its hanger, a small box fell from the top of the closet-where she managed to catch it before it revealed her location. Picking up the few items that fell from the box, she smiled upon seeing a photograph of a younger Zane standing beside a beautiful woman whose features bled into her son. Although she would have never had the chance to meet his mother, she could tell from the warm smile and closeness of Zane beside her, that she had been the reason
