AIDEN
I was taken aback by his words, he already knew?
Dennis was also in on the investigation. He just wasn't as active as I was. So it should be no surprise that he'd heard. Besides, it was his daughter's case afterall. He had every right to know.
But I chose to ignore his harsh words. I was still reeling from the news that Ana was currently in a psychiatric hospital. How was that possible? How could he let that happen? I wanted to yell at him but I calmed myself down. All of these were my fault to begin with… and Sharon's.
“Which hospital was she taken to?“ It sounded surreal. I knew she fiercely loved Amie, but I didn't think it would take so much toll on her like this.
Dennis turned on me, his brows deeply furrowed as he scowled. “Why do you want to know? So you can tell that to your wife?“
For fuck's sake! I felt my hands curl into fists on their own accord.
I took a deep breath. “I've been calling you guys, but no one picked my call and when Ana's line became switched off, I got worried…“ I trailed off and shrugged. “So I decided to come check on her.“
“Well, you know how she is now. So leave.“
He had every right to ask me to leave his house and their life, but I had no intention of leaving until I had all of my questions answered.
“What about Justin? How's he?“ I asked instead.
He turned to his side and muttered something under his breath.
“Can I see him?“ He probed. The last time I saw the boy was during Amie's disappearance.
“No,“ he said without any hesitation.
I sighed, getting infuriated. “Come on, I just want to see how he's doing? How're you coping with him now that Ana isn't here to take care of him? He may be young, but I know that he feels this loss that we all feel.“
He scoffed. “Look, as long as he's in my care, he's perfectly fine. And I just got him a nanny. Now, can you fuck off?“
That was the last straw. “What the hell is wrong with you? Do you think I'm ecstatic with the way things turned out? You think I'm happy Amie's dead? You think it fills me with joy that Justin doesn't have his mom by his side anymore?“
He snorted. “You can never tell…“
I shook my head, taking a step back. “This is why Ana is where she is. You're filled with so much bitterness and anger…“ I shook my head again. “I can't leave Justin with someone like you.“
“Fuck off, Aiden. Get out of here.“
“We shall see. You'll tell me to fuck off when I come to claim Justin's custody.“
Then I turned around and stormed out of there.
***
On my way home, my grip hard on the steering wheel as I tried to call myself down, my phone rang out.
“Hello, detective. Is there any other update?“ I said as I picked up the call.
“Not exactly, I just called to tell you that your wife lost consciousness. She's been rushed to the hospital. She's been there for a while now, I’ve been trying to reach you.“
My wife… that word stood out. How did I become the husband of a criminal?
“Yeah, I was somewhere and I left my phone in the car,“ I told him as I noticed the calls I missed.
“What happened? Why did she lose consciousness?“
“I haven't seen the doctor after they rushed her in, so I don't know yet. But I know she just feel.“
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