#Chapter 142: The Rain

Elijah I couldn’t sleep that night. Not after what happened in the nail salon—not when Olivia’s face kept swimming in my mind, turning my exhaustion into fresh anger over and over again. I kept thinking back to the moments in that place, to the horror of finding out that Olivia had taken Thea, to the scuffle and the aftermath… Agnes vanished into the downpour, ignoring my calls for her to stop. She disappeared around the corner of the salon in a flash of tattered fabric and ruined hair. Immediately, I whirled around, my gaze snapping to Olivia. My blood began to boil the moment I saw her, as if it wasn’t already. As if seeing what she’d done at the fashion show, stealing my daughter away and fighting with my wife, wasn’t bad enough. No. It was the smug fucking smile on her lips that set me off completely. Olivia was smiling, as if everything she’d done was some kind of sick joke that only she was in on. Then my eyes landed on Thea. Tears were streaming dow