❝The world you made will always be broken. Just like you.❞ Linda said, her eyes narrowing in a hard defiance as she pushed Victor behind her, she'd let him get ahold of her son and force her loyalty once and she wasn't about to do that again. Things were BETTER here, their family was still alive here. Roland was still alive here; even if he didn't know her. She would die before she let him ruin this world to.
"Victor why don't you run along, your mother and I need to have a chat." Wyatt was many things but he never did these things in front of children. He used them as leverage yes but he never raised his hand to one--one little spark of a conscience he had left. He had done a lot to make sure his family was safe even as they rebelled at the thought.












