Vivienne POV

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I stepped out of the car into the cool country air, the safe house standing tall ahead. It was a big cabin wrapped in tall pine trees that moved softly in the wind.

Gravel crunched under my shoes as I helped Liam down, his little hand holding mine tight and his eyes big with wonder and tiredness from the hospital. Guards in dark suits spread out around us, looking over the area quietly, while Damon talked low on his phone nearby.

I couldn’t help but feel worried that ...