Madeline dropped to her knees while her trembling fingers began to caress Jackson’s brow.

They went from his eyes to his nose to his adorably small mouth…

“What’s wrong, Mommy? Why are you crying?” Jackson blinked confusedly as he reached out to wipe Madeline’s tears away.

Madeline lovingly clasped Jackson’s fair and small hands in her larger ones.

“Jack… Mommy’s precious little boy. Mommy finally gets to see you!”

Unable to hold back, Madeline pulled Jackson’s small frame into her chest.

Holding Jackson tightly, the storm of joy and sorrow within her intertwined and came out in the form of wet scalding tears that streamed down her face.

She knew she should be elated, but her heart felt like it was going to shatter.

Meredith was just too wicked. How could she come up with such a way to torture her and her child?

Madeline felt her chest tighten as she imagined the wicked things Meredith had done to Jackson in the past five years.

She did not even dare to recall the