CHAPTER 62

Vanya's POV

The crisp Saturday morning air was filled with excitement as the boys' soccer game got underway. The whole family had turned out to support them, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of normalcy as I sat in the steel canopy, surrounded by cheering parents and the occasional bark of a dog. It was a welcome distraction from the chaotic whirlwind that had become my life.

Marco sat beside me, his eyes glued to the field where Andrew and Ryan were running around, their small legs pumping with determination. He seemed relaxed, almost too relaxed, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I glanced over at Emily, who stood a little distance away, her posture tense as she watched the game.

"Emily, you should sit down" I called out, patting the seat next to me. "You're making me nervous just standing there."

Emily offered a weak smile and shook her head. "l'm fine, thanks" she said, her voice tight.

I frowned but didn't push. I had noticed the strain between Emily an