Luna POV
They arrived at dawn, one by one, like soldiers reporting for a war they hadn't chosen.
Ethan came first, his flight from London landing at 5:00 a.m., his face gray with exhaustion but his eyes sharp and alert. He kissed me at the door, his hands framing my face, his thumbs brushing my cheekbones with a tenderness that made my throat tighten.
"I'm here," he said, as if those two words contained everything. "Whatever this is, whatever comes, I'm here."
Mason arrived at 6:30, Wendy's small hand in his, her purple backpack bouncing against her shoulders. She ran to me immediately, her arms wrapping around my waist with a fierceness that made my ribs ache.
"Mommy! Daddy said we're having a family meeting! Is it about the bad man? The one who sent the scary messages?"
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