Insight

Chapter 17 - Packing Bags To Leave The Toxic Mansion Forever

An hour later, Maren and Sienna packed their belongings into two large suitcases resting on the master bed.

There were no designer clothes or expensive jewelry—just simple garments, children’s drawing books, and cherished memories.

Ronan carried the bags down the grand staircase, loading them securely into the trunk of his SUV parked outside.

Maren stepped out onto the front porch, taking a deep breath of the crisp, clean Chicago autumn breeze.

May you like

“Are we really leaving, Uncle Ronan? For good?” Sienna asked softly, clutching his hand as they walked down the steps.

“For good, sweetheart. Nobody will ever make you feel small or scared in our new home,” Ronan promised warmly.

Related Stories

Other posts