Isabel’s POV
Roy’s foot slams down on the pedal, and the car surges forward, slicing through the evening traffic with single-minded purpose.
My heart pounds in time with the engine’s roar, relentless, as I keep redialing the number. It’s the one that shattered my world earlier with a single word: “Mom.” Every ring gets me close to them.
As we pull into the park, I’m out of the car before it fully stops, the cool breeze biting against my skin. But it does nothing to cool the storm raging inside me.
I barely notice it. All I see is the expanse of the park stretching before me, and all I feel is the terror clawing at my throat.
I run, calling out for them, each shout tinged with desperation. My voice shakes as I cry their names, “Scarlett! Sterling!” Until, finally, I see them—two sma
