Meanwhile, Amelia walked into a room, like a confined space. She saw her daughter, sitting in the corner in tears.
“Eva,” she called softly, moving toward her and crouching to help her up, but Eva shook her head violently, still crying.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Mommy’s here…” She wiped the tears from her daughter’s cheeks as she sat beside her.
“I need Daddy,” Eva sobbed. “That woman with him, she tried to kill me. She’s going to kill me again!”
Eva kept pointing at the door, trembling.
Amelia’s heart clenched. She raised her head and looked toward the door.
There, she saw a woman holding Aiden’s hand. Their backs were turned to her. she couldn’t see the woman’s face. They walked out together.
“Aiden,” she called out, standing up and rushing after them. She needed to see the face
