Chapter 300

Felicity's POV

I turned into the lane leading up to the school, excited to pick up Austin from his first day of preschool. He ran out to the car, his little face lighting up to a smile.

"Mommy!" he exclaimed, throwing himself into my arms.

I held him tight. That surge. it hit love, pride. "Hey, baby. How was your day?" I asked while I strapped him in his car seat.

Austin chattered away in a happy manner about the day. As he spoke of the blocks he built and the friends he met, he said something that really caught my attention.

"Uncle Iskander says I should greet you," he said, looking up at me with big brown eyes.

I felt like my gut was being punched in. Iskander? But that was simply impossible. Iskander simply couldn't be in a place like that, alive and well. Feared dead, I tried to purge the thought out of my head. That had to be a mistake.

"That's nice, sweetie," I said in as calm a tone as I could. "But Uncle Iskander can't tell you anyth