Chapter 90: Reunited with the Twins

The car roared along the highway. There was just a hint of dawn, but colors made up in pastel shades of pink and gold swirled into the sky. Stefani tapped her fingers restlessly against her leg, staring straight ahead, as if willing the road to speed up every single second to reach the police station where their kids waited.

The moment he talked to her, he gripped the steering wheel very tightly and looked at her; his face reflected his worry. "We are almost there, honey," he whispered softly in a voice still coloured with a lingering thread of anxiety mixed with relief.

Stefani nodded, a thumping in her chest. Relieved joy wrapped with this over-the-top need to hold onto them was to feel their little arms wrapping around her neck and hear their voices. She didn't care about anything else—just that they were all right.

Then they saw the police station and Jacob quickly pulled into the parking lot. Stefani was out of her seatbelt before the car had even stopped, opening her door. Jacob