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believe you were dead. You kept me from my own son. And despite being Cleaved to me, I found you this eve in bed with my brother. Yeah, I don’t trust you. At all.”
    I might has well have slapped her across the face. She looks devastated.
    “For the last year I have been a wreck. A wreck . I’ve been through intensive therapy. People from the SCI—not Militant Exilers like your mother would ask me to believe—have tried to kill me, repeatedly.”  
    “Who? Who was trying to kill you? It wasn’t the Ten. I’m sure of that .” My mother and the rest of the Ten had been furious when Kira disappeared, pregnant with the “future of Thera.” They have “big plans” to train our children from their youth to be future leaders of Thera and Earth.
    “I don’t know. What I do know is that whoever is behind it had me paralyzed and then sliced open like a piece of meat. My son was stolen from me. Can you even fathom that? Can you? I still can’t, and I have to relive it every time I close my eyes. Jax helps me through my day terrors. He has been my rock and my best friend. That’s it . I have never been unfaithful to you with Jax or anyone else. Not even a kiss. I have not been in any kind of state to even contemplate such a thing. Can you say the same, Ethan? Can you? How is Alexa Knight? Miss Beautiful Face of the Clean Slate Campaign back on Earth? I bet when you have your arms wrapped around her, it’s not because she’s having a day terror. I hope you’ve enjoyed your carefree life while I’ve been healing from major surgery and staying up all day with your son.”  
    Kira stomps out of the room and slams the door.
    I guess she knows.

    Six weeks prior: Garden City, Thera

    “So I don’t get it. Your hometown is only accessible by boat?” Alexa Knight asked me. My Aunt Violet and Uncle Victor, who ran the SCI’s Clean Slate Complex in Los Angeles, had chosen Alexa for the “face” of the SCI’s Clean Slate Campaign on Earth. After seeing Alexa’s “before” and “after” pictures, I can see why. She’d been living in the back of a van with her mother and brothers. An SCI bus happened to be driving by as she was being attacked by a drug addict. The bus stopped, and a Clean Slate Complex employee saved her. Post SCI-makeover Alexa looked stunning—her buffed mocha skin and dark eyes were a stark contrast to the white shirt and designer jeans she was wearing. She pulled her curly, dark hair back into a messy bun to combat the salty wind of our boat ride.
      I’d gotten roped into taking her and my annoying cousin Joshua—Violet and Victor’s son—back to Thera for an “educational visit.” Or more like scare the crap out of the new girl, so that she would toe the line. It’s not like I could say no since I’d been assigned to work with my aunt and uncle as legal counsel for the Clean Slate Complex. The complex took in hundreds of homeless, poor, and afflicted who needed to get back on their feet and gave them housing and jobs. From what I could tell, the results had been staggeringly positive, but I had a feeling there was more to the complexes than was advertised.
    I’d met Alexa once before at an SCI fundraiser, right after Blake had told me Kira died during childbirth. So I’d been a little preoccupied that night with how I was going to find Jax and beat the crap out of him for letting Kira die. Unfortunately, decking him didn’t make me feel any better about the situation.
    “It’s the best way to get you there,” Joshua responded.
    “I didn’t ask you. I asked Ethan.” Alexa snapped at Joshua.
    He dropped his head and started humming a tune and drumming a beat on the seat cushion. “The many faces of Alexa Knight—today’s flavor has got some bite. She just told me to go fly a kite. Maybe she’ll sleep better the next night, else she’ll truly become a fright when she sees Thera’s lack of light.”  
    I chuckled when Alexa punched Joshua in the arm—hard. Any girl who