Cassian's expression grew darker, deep in thought about something.
Meanwhile, Margot was already anxious at the mere thought of their son being sick. Just moments ago, she had hesitated about whether to stay for a few more days, but now there was no question—she had to go back.
"Alright, I got it," Cassian finally said, putting his phone away and giving her a deep look.
The moment he hung up, Margot immediately asked, worried, "Is Toby sick?"
Cassian frowned. "He said he had a high fever, and it's serious. Then there's nothing to think about—we need to go back right now. I'll check for flights, the sooner the better."
She had briefly considered extending their trip earlier when Cassian suggested it, but now, going home was the only option.
Margot still wasn't entirely used to t
