(Lysander's POV)
[Three Days Later]
I gripped the steering wheel as Almira walks the twins to the school entrance. She looks calm, like she hasn’t seen me in Italy, like I’m nothing more than a stranger on the street. She’s good at pretending.
The kids disappear inside. Almira lingers for a moment, then heads back to her car. She doesn’t look around, doesn’t hesitate, just drives away like she has nothing to worry about.
I exhale, running a hand through my hair. I should leave too.
Then I hear a voice.
“Mom forgot her phone!”
Hazel.
She bursts out of the school doors, holding a phone in her small hands. She runs across the pavement, focused on the device, not on where she’s going.
My heart stops.
A car speeds down the road, heading straight for her.
Before anyone can react, I’m
