ROXY My heart shattered the day I told him we couldn’t keep our baby. The vicious anger that was directed at me let me know that there was no longer an ‘us’, which devastated me. He was my one ever since we found ourselves in the same foster home. Now, I’m his enemy simply because he won’t listen to reason. I continue to exist, become a doctor and specialize in pediatrics, although I can more than hold my own in the emergency room when a trauma shows up. Still, I never expected to see him again, and when he brought me to the Imperial Knights’ clubhouse to check out triplets that his president and wife birthed, the shock to my system had me reeling. His anger is a living, seething thing and everything said to me is done so with a condescending attitude. So much so that I keep to myself in order to protect what’s left of the heart I’ve tried to rebuild. SABER For fifteen years, I’ve had a rage bubbling inside of me due to the actions of someone I once loved with all my heart. Somewhere out there, I have a son. He’s a teenager now and not a day goes by that I don’t wonder what he looks like, if he enjoys playing or watching sports, whether he’s a good student. Does he know he was adopted? The questions are incessant and when I make the decision to bring her back into my life so she can help with Dragon and Laney’s triplets, since she’s a doctor who has specialized in pediatrics as well as emergency medicine, I realize that I may have bit off more than I can chew. But when fate intervenes in a bittersweet and tragic way, I know I have to take a step back and reevaluate the situation. Because allowing my son to go into the same broken system that she and I came out of is not gonna happen as long as I have breath in my body. Still, my anger keeps her at arm’s length until Wrecker gets involved. Then everything changes. For me. For her. For our son.