Just as the silence in the mansion settled into something close to peace, Dalton’s phone buzzed on the mantle. He reached for it absently, still holding Daniella’s hand, until his eyes flicked to the caller ID.“Mom,” he muttered, frowning.Daniella turned toward him slightly, sensing his shift in energy.He answered, pressing the phone to his ear. “Mom?”Her voice came through in a rush, almost panicked tone. “Dalton, you need to come, he’s here, he won’t leave, I tried, he says, says he wants”“Mom, slow down,” Dalton interrupted, his voice steady but firm. “Take a breath. You're talking too fast, I can’t understand you.”There was a pause on the line. Then Maeve’s voice came again, more controlled but still trembling. “It’s Liam. He showed up at the Riverdale gates an hour ago. He says he’s not leaving until he sees Daniella. Until he gets his daughter back.”Dalton’s blood turned to ice.“Did he say or do anything threatening?”“No,” Maeve replied. “Not yet. But he looks… unhinged
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