Estela – POV
"I don’t think I can handle another emergency call telling me my pup is in danger. This is the second time it’s happened in one week, and my nerves are completely shot. At this point, I flinch every time my phone rings."
By the time I arrive at the crash site, it takes me a moment to spot Paisley. The first face I see is Killian’s—he’s talking to a police officer, his expression carved in stone. I rush toward him, already breathless.
"What happened?" I demand.
But even as the words leave my mouth, I finally catch sight of her—my baby girl. She’s sitting on the back of an ambulance, visibly shaken but mostly unharmed, while a paramedic carefully removes bits of glass from her clothes. I immediately start toward her, but Killian intercepts me.
"Mia was taking her out for ic
