Riley's POV
Four years had passed since we started this life on the run.
"Felix! Be careful, you'll hurt yourself!" I called out as my son sprinted toward the playground equipment with reckless abandon.
My little boy was fearless to a fault. Every obstacle became a challenge he had to conquer, which kept me, Theo, and Freya on constant alert. Theo seemed to handle Felix's daredevil nature better than I ever could.
Vanessa was the complete opposite. My daughter possessed the gentlest soul, always sensing when someone felt down and going out of her way to lift their spirits. The two balanced each other perfectly. Felix naturally took on the role of protector while Vanessa became everyone's little healer.
I sat on the bench watching them play their favorite game where Theo pretended to be a fierce dragon and they had to rescue an imaginary princess.
