Chapter 305 We Need To Talk About Chloe

• We don’t speak again until he are all parked at my mom and Isaac’s house and we walk inside.
• Wyatt stands there, just inside the door, arms flexed and expression fierce, ready to defend the house. When he sees his father, he exhales a great big breath. His shoulders slump like a marionette with the string cut.
• Isaac steps forward, wraps his arms around Wyatt’s torso, and pulls him into a hug. Wyatt slumps at once, dropping his head down to Isaac’s shoulder.