Still Wrapped in Obsession

Seeing Carter and Gerasimou again was not on my bingo card this year. I never expected the men who all but consumed me to step back into my life after years of silence.

I had moved on. I was raising our twins, guarding the life I built, and keeping the past where it belonged. I knew who their fathers were. I just never believed they would come back and claim space in our lives again.

But when our children are taken, Carter and Gerasimou remind me exactly why I fell fast, and why none of us walking away a second time was ever going to be simple.

What starts as saving our children turns into something deeper. Something still wrapped in obsession.

Because when it is tied to family, there is no question where we belong.

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