XARION'S POV
I'm still standing there with my jaw clenched and fists tight, trying to rein in the storm churning inside me when the twins suddenly hop off the bed and move toward Vance.
"Mr. Vance," Makayla pipes up, her voice still a little shaky but hopeful. "Did you bring any snacks for us too?"
I feel a sharp pull in my chest.
Vance's entire demeanor softens, and he crouches down to their level with an easy smile.
"Of course I did," he replies warmly, reaching into his jacket pockets. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?"
He pulls out two small packs of gummy bears and hands one to each of them with a grin.
The twins' faces explode with joy, and they both throw their arms around him in a spontaneous hug.
"Thank you, Mr. Vance!" they chorus in unison, their voices filled
