Luca's POV
Maya was quiet when I came back from the climbing structure.
Not the processing quiet or the tired quiet. Something else.
Aria had found Sofia and was demonstrating something involving the monkey bars that required an audience. I sat beside Maya on the bench.
"Who called," I said.
She looked at the phone in her hand. Then at me.
"Your father," she said.
I went still.
She told me everything he'd said. Flat and precise the way she delivered things, she was still working out how to feel about it. The support for my decision. The acknowledgment of what he'd taken. And the last part. The second call. Standing them down.
I listened without interrupting.
When she finished, the park moved around us as if nothing had been said.
"He tried to stop it," I said.
"That's what he t
