The house was still, the only sound the steady tick-tock of the clock on the wall. Nadine paced back and forth in the living room, her footsteps quiet on the carpet. She glanced down the hallway at Liam's room, the door slightly ajar. The soft sound of his breathing was a comforting reminder that he was safe, and it helped calm her racing thoughts.
Still, she couldn’t relax. Adrian’s face lingered in her mind—his intense eyes, the way he’d looked at her the previous night, his quiet insistence that they needed to talk. Why now, after all these years?
Nadine shook her head, trying to push the thoughts away. She couldn’t afford to let her guard down, not when Liam’s safety was on the line.
Just as she settled on the couch with a cup of tea, her phone buzzed on the coffee table. The sound
