Was this a threat?
A reminder?
I didn’t know what to think as I stared at the portrait of my baby. It filled my chest with fear. Fear of what the old man would do.
I know he wouldn’t just sit back and watch me work against him but I also didn’t know how much fear he could instill in me simply by showing me a portrait like this.
“What is that?” Devon sneaked up from behind me and I jumped in fright, hiding the envelope behind me.
“I heard what he told you.” Devon said, eyes still glancing down at the envelope I was now hiding behind me. “And he is not wrong. You’re not supposed to trust me.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Just in case.” He shrugged.
“In case what?” I asked. “You promised me.”
“And I have no intention of breaking my promise.”
“So why?”
“Someone else thinks otherw
