The man fumbled with the melting gelatos, abandoning them on a nearby table with a soft plop. His hurried steps faltered slightly as Lila rose, her hand instinctively reaching out to shield the children.
"Excuse me, sir," Lila said, her voice calm but firm, "but I'll need to see some identification before you take them."
His face contorted in disbelief. "Identification? They're my children!"
The little girl burrowed deeper into Lila's embrace, while Aaron peeked out from behind her with wide eyes. Their apprehension only intensified Lila's concern.
"I apologize for any inconvenience," she continued, "but I can't simply release them without verification."
The man introduced himself, sputtered in outrage. "This is outrageous! You have no right to question me!"
Lila met his gaze steadil
