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Divorced.
Divorced.
She said the word. She said it twice.
Oh god, they couldn't get divorced.
Divorce meant closing Fentonworks. Jack could never handle the business alone.
Divorce meant custody battles. Bitter fighting. Staking claims. Tearing the family he loved apart.
Divorce meant possibly moving away from the only friends he ever knew—and from the town he swore to protect.
Worst of all, divorce meant new step-parents. And if his parents actually broke up, if his mom actually walked out, Danny knew that creep Vlad wouldn't hesitate to swoop in and pick up the pieces.
And that was unacceptable.
