BRENT’S POV"Look at me, Eva. You are safe."My voice was a harsh, ragged whisper as I pulled her trembling body against my chest. Sitting on the cold, wet tiles of the master bathroom, I wrapped my arms around her and the children. Evangeline gripped the fabric of my dark jacket like a lifeline. Her breath came in short, frantic gasps, tearing at my sanity. Blood from a minor scrape on her cheek stained my collar, a stark reminder of how close I came to losing everything."They kept shooting," she choked out, burying her face into my neck. "The glass just… it exploded everywhere."Holding her tighter, I pressed my lips to the top of her head. "I know. But they are gone. My men secured the perimeter. Nobody is going to hurt you."Down near my knees, a small whimper broke through the tension. Trent peaked out from the folds of Evangeline’s robe. His wide, tear-filled eyes darted toward the ruined hallway. The loud noises and the shattering glass had terrified the little boy. Tessa clun
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