Chapter 100

"Alice said she would like to talk to me, I just don't understand why she called me here. "Says James, as soon as Henry approaches the black iron gate of the clinic. The sun rising on the horizon hinders your view of the gray building. Abigail is so close, and yet so, so far away.

Henry faces the man wearing a large black overcoat, his face is still swollen by the punches received from Henry's fists and a redness around his eyes is visible even if his head is not fully raised. He turns to James' dark car, where two men are outside, arms crossed and frowns on their faces. Your mother is inside the car, her head resting on the window and one of her hands covering her eyes. Apparently, Wanda had time for a call.

Henry takes the photos of Candice and throws them to the ground, in front of James.

"Which one is your daughter? “Question, coldly.

James looks up, frightened by the photos at his feet. “Where did you find this?

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