Ava's POV
One second, I was hurling accusations at Kyle across that absurd rainbow-colored parachute, and the next instant, my son’s high-pitched cry pierced the air and sent my heart into a panic.
I didn’t wait for Kyle. I dashed out, nearly knocking down a toddler as I stumbled through the foam obstacle track that was designed to be “safe” and “child-friendly.” All I could see was Zareon on the floor, screaming, then Lillian moving an inch away, positioning a crying child I came to realise was hers to her chest.
My entire body shook with fear and confusion.
“Zareon!” I dropped to my knees and scooped him into my arms. “Baby, shush, baby, I’m here, I’m here, shush?”
He didn’t stop crying. He just curled into me and wailed louder. I rocked him while trying to calm him, but when I loo
