Zerah
The jeep pulled up in front of Ryker’s mansion, and I felt my breath catch. Memories came back flooding in, I wasn't sure if I could handle this again but I needed to do it.
For Micah and Ryan.
The gates were high, made of wrought iron and topped with golden finials that glinted in the morning sun. The stone driveway curved toward a grand portico with columns so tall they looked like they belonged in a palace and I swear, my twins’ jaws dropped at the same time.
“Whoa…” Ryan whispered, pressing his face against the window.
“This is not a house, it’s a castle!” Micah gasped, already fumbling with his seatbelt.
I smiled a little, watching their excitement. I was nervous—more than I wanted to admit—but their joy distracted me for a second.
“Guys, calm down,” I said, although I wa
