DARLENE'S POV. The weight of Conri’s voice lingered in my mind as I stood frozen by the phone. Panic surged within me, but I couldn’t let fear take hold of me—not here, not now. I and Cullian had fought too hard for this peace. “Mommy?” Aurora’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see her standing in the doorway, concern etched on her face. I couldn’t let her see my fear. “Just a minute, sweetie!” I called out, forcing a smile. I needed to focus on what mattered, my husband—my children, my family. Cullian walked out of the kitchen agaim, his brow furrowed with worry. “Darlene, what’s wrong?” “It was nothing, just a client,” I lied, pushing down the knot in my stomach. I didn’t want to ruin the evening with my fears. “Alright,” He nodded, but I could still see the concern in his eyes. As i made my way upstairs, my children ran around me, I tried to join in, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Conri. How could he still be alive? ——— We had dinner together, a
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