Aria's P.O.V.
How are our son and daughter doing, amore?.
I know this may sound dramatic but I swear my heart briefly stopped beating for a couple of seconds as a bead of sweat slowly trickled down my back after I heard Jordan ask me this question.
The funny thing is that it's not even that hot where we are or at least it's not hot enough for me to randomly start sweating which just goes to show how stressful and dire this situation really is for me.
"Got nothing to say, huh?"
Jordan asked me as he bit down on his lower lip but I wasn't sure if he was doing this to restrain his smile or to hold back his anger.
"I don't...I don't know what you're talking..."
"Don't Aria...just don't"
Jordan growled through gritted teeth but he didn't sound angry.
If anything, he sounded like he was
