#Chapter 196: Life On The Run

I am sympathetic to Carrie and her motivations. If Alpha King Hayes is so uncaring about his own children, I can’t imagine he is a kind individual to anyone in his life. Not his wife. Not a lover. Not anyone. I can understand wanting to hide. But to run and hide from her own child? And I know that woman I saw on the street corner was Carrie. When her gaze dipped down to Mia, something fundamentally changed on her face. I saw the wash of gentle tenderness, of motherly fondness, that could not be so easily faked. Yet still she ran. And as much as I run the memory over and over in my mind, I can’t make sense of it. I would never run from my own child no matter how scared I was. The thoughts bother me the entire walk back to the Pyramid and then all through lunch. I move like a zombie about my day, trying to reason my way through why Carrie would do this or that. Why she would run away. Eventually, I wander into the nursery and find Archer looking over Mia as she naps. I go to his s