Chapter 4

There was no warmth or softness in Toby's gaze, just distance and confusion.

"My child?" he asked quietly. "I don't remember."

Derick got agitated. "You—"

"Derick, stop. He needs time," I cut in, smiling.

Derick looked at me, then at Toby, and let out a long sigh.

"Fine. I won't say anything else." He stood up and gave my shoulder a light pat. "Wilona, call me if you need anything. If he gives you trouble, I'll handle him."

I nodded with a smile.

After I walked Derick out, I stood by the door and looked back at Toby.

He sat…