Ruby’s POV
The sun was just starting to set when I heard Dominic’s car pull up outside. My heart clenched with anxiety, and I was at the door before I even knew I was moving, my fingers trembled as they reached for the handle. When Dominic step out of the car, holding Emma in his arms, a wave of relief washed over me and tears started to well up in my eyes.
“Thank God,” I whispered, more to myself than to him. Emma looked so small, so fragile in his arms, her face pale, her eyes wide and scared. But she was safe. She was here.
“Oh sweetie,” I cooed, stretching forth my hand to touch Emma’s cheek but Dominic didn’t even wait for me to welcome her. He pushed past me, his face hard, his eyes burning with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine.
“We need to talk,” he said, his voice
