Easton
There’s not a dry eye in the whole damn conference room. Luci has Sydney and Stormi on the phone sobbing as they listen. My Coconut is definitely a tough and brilliant boy.
Luci had cried very little until he said he wasn’t real. Then she lost it, burying her face in my chest. She doesn’t know we’ve heard about her issues with that word...yet. I want her to tell me. And I want every damn word of what those people did to her. I’ve located her social worker and as soon as I know the whole story along with those monsters’ names, I will make sure they never foster another kid again. Along with showing them how “real” she is and how “real” my anger is for her pain.
Sydney murmurs proudly as Cole says he has people and he doesn’t need Lorelei. “That’s our Coco. Little things are big t
