Jason’s POV
Lucas and I were having drinks in the living room, deep in discussion about our plans to retaliate against the Marinos when Anna walked in, her expression filled with worry.
“Don,” she said, her voice tinged with concern.
“What is it, Anna?” I asked, trying to sound as dismissive as possible. I had no time for her interruptions.
“It’s Aurora,” she replied, her words instantly grabbing my attention.
“What happened to my daughter? Is she okay?” I demanded, my concern for Aurora rising.
“She has been crying,” Anna replied, her voice filled with apprehension.
“Crying? Why? I’m sure it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it,” I said dismissively, trying to brush off the situation.
“She has refused to eat dinner,” Anna continued, her words sending a wave of unease through me. I k
