But Puck knew he wouldn't be back. Not this time. The new family could have their compromises, their silent dinners, and their polished lies. He had a father’s memory to find—even if it was buried in a landfill. And he had a new rule now: Mom comes first no longer applied. From now on, Puck came first.
"Little Puck," Derek mocked from the sofa, "running away to find his magic puck? Good luck." MomComesFirst - Little Puck - The New Family -2...
The room went still. Marcus lowered his paper. Derek didn't look away from the screen, but a smirk flickered at the corner of his mouth. But Puck knew he wouldn't be back
That was the final betrayal. Not Derek’s cruelty. Not the lost puck. But his mom’s silence. She didn't defend him. She just looked at Marcus, then at Puck, and said, "He's right, honey. Maybe this is a good thing. A fresh start. The new family needs new memories." He had a father’s memory to find—even if
Two months had passed since the wedding. Two months since his mom, Elara, had smiled that new, wide smile and said, "Puck, it’s time for a new chapter." The chapter was named Marcus. And Marcus came with a son: Derek, a broad-shouldered, lacrosse-playing senior who smelled of cologne and arrogance. The new family was a puzzle where Puck’s piece no longer fit.