Maria’s POV
Maria’s POV
For the past forty-eight hours, I’d been glancing over my shoulder like a woman on the run. But this time, it wasn’t Travis I was expecting to pop out of nowhere. No, this time, I was expecting someone far more dangerous. Someone powerful. Someone all-consuming.
I was expecting my husband.
Ever since Penn and the girls showed up at the restaurant two days ago, I hadn’t known peace. My nerves were shot. I found myself zoning out even while Travis stomped around, throwing one of his many tantrums. Last night, he got so furious he started tossing things across the room before storming out. And still, I didn’t flinch. My mind was occupied with far more pressing matters.
Like why Elias was suddenly searching for Lucia.
And more importantly, how he found out I was a
