Aria POV
Enjoying the park? It's a beautiful day for a family outing. Perfect last memories before tonight.
Marcus.
My blood ran cold. The phone's screen blurred as my hands began to shake. I looked around wildly, scanning faces in the crowd, searching for anyone watching us. A jogger. A man with a newspaper. The woman feeding pigeons.
Damien noticed immediately. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice sharp with instant alertness.
I showed him the phone, my arm trembling. I watched his jaw clench, his whole body going rigid with fury and fear. His fingers closed around the phone's edge, knuckles whitening.
"He's here," I whispered. "Somewhere in the park, he's watching us."
"Noah," Damien called out."Come here, buddy. Time to go."
"But I didn't finish telling you about the duck princess!" Noah protested, his small voice confused. Bread crumbs dusted his fingers.
