Izabella Spector, eldest child of Elias and Wendy Spector. The simple, happy times of childhood; of a friend circle chattering about the next sleepover, huddled under the blankets in the middle of the night, to the simplicity of a forehead kiss every night by each of her parents.
There had been struggles; far and few. Stupid, senseless, if she thought back on it now. Petty arguments between her, Marc, and Randall. Silly fights over sharing what with who. Sibling antics, loving and kind in the most annoying ways.
Had she known how easily it could be torn away from her; had she known how much she had taken that loving family for granted, she would have cherished those moments more.
It's frightening how fast an unexpected storm could tear down something that was once so beautiful.
Amaris Spector has always been a fighter. Ever since she was born, she pushed back, not letting her physical disability stop her. Unfortunately, her father, Marc Spector is missing and he has a few secrets of her own. With help from her step-mother, Layla, they bring down someone bent on the execution of the whole planet.