Ellie’s POV
The knock on the door was so soft I almost didn’t hear it. Ethan opened it, and there stood Claire. She looked pale, like all the color had drained from her face. Her hands were shaking, and her eyes kept darting around like she was scared Fiona was right behind her.
“Claire?” I rushed forward, touching her arm. She felt cold under my hand, like she might fall over at any second. “What’s wrong? What happened?”
Her lips moved, but at first no words came out. Then, finally, she whispered, her voice cracking, “Daniel…”
Ethan’s brow pulled tight, his hand gripping the doorframe. “What about Daniel?”
Claire’s eyes filled with tears that slid down her cheeks. “She has him. Fiona… she took my son.”
I felt the air leave my chest. My heart hammered as panic and anger rushed throug
