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Mia's POV "Madison," I said gently, "I need to talk to you about something." Her grip on the elephant tightened. "Am I in trouble?" "No, baby. You're not in trouble. You haven't done anything wrong." I reached out to smooth her tangled hair. "But Uncle Thomas is going to come pick you up this morning." "Why?" "Some people who cared about your daddy want to talk to you," I said. "They want to ask you questions about him, about your memories." Madison's face went very still. "What kind of questions?" "Questions about your family. About your mom and dad." "I don't want to answer questions," Madison said, her voice getting smaller. "I want to stay here with you and Alexander and Ethan." My heart cracked down the middle. "I know, sweetheart. I want that too." "Then why do I have to go?" "Grandma and grandpa want to hear you voice, I guess." I said. Madison sat down heavily on the kitchen floor, cross-legged, the elephant in her lap. "I don't like." "I don't like them either, s

Kyle's POV Blood continued to pour from my mouth, more than seemed possible. It tasted like metal and mortality. It had failed and all the time I'd wasted believing I could outrun this ending. The machines around me began screaming. Monitors that had been beeping steadily burst into alarms as my vital signs crashed. Heart rate erratic. Blood pressure plummeting. Oxygen saturation dropping like a stone. Through the chaos, I could see Thomas standing against the wall, his face white with horror, his hands pressed against his mouth as he watched me bleed. His eyes were wide with the particular terror that came from witnessing someone die in real time. I had so lost to him. The door burst open. Nurses flooded the room with the efficient panic of people who'd dealt with medical emergencies countless times. Someone pushed Thomas toward the door, someone else tilted my head forward to prevent me from choking on my own blood, someone applied suction to clear my airway. "Get him on oxyge

Ethan's POVThe woman who looked like Mama wasn't Mama.I knew it the moment she bent down to buckle Alexander's seatbelt. Her hands moved wrong—too careful, like she was handling something fragile instead of my brother who squirmed and kicked during every car ride. Real Mama would have already said "Alexander, stop wiggling" in that voice that meant business.This woman just smiled behind her mask and patted his head.Alexander was chattering like he always did when he was nervous, his words tumbling over each other in his excitement to fill the scary quiet. "Are we going on an adventure, Mrs. Victoria? Is that why Mama came to get us? Where are we going? Can we get ice cream?"Victoria sat in the front passenger seat, not looking back at us. Her shoulders were tight under her expensive coat, and she kept checking her phone like she was waiting for something important."We're going somewhere safe," the fake Mama said. Her voice sounded like Mama's voice, but the words came out too sm

EthanVictoria was pacing again, talking fast about phone calls and demands and making people pay for what they'd done. The fake Mia kept checking her watch and looking nervous, like she was starting to realize this plan wasn't working the way they thought it would.I was trying to listen and figure out what they really wanted, but mostly I was watching the room and thinking about exits. There was the door we came through, which was locked. There was the window, which Madison said was too high up. And there was another door on the far wall that Madison said connected to the next room.If we could get to that door, maybe we could get to those servants' stairs Madison remembered. Maybe we could get to a phone and call real Mama, or maybe we could just get outside and run.But we'd have to wait until Victoria and the fake Mia weren't watching us so close."The first call will be simple," Victoria was saying. "Madison tells Mia that she's safe but that she needs to follow instructions. No

MiaThe air in my chest had turned to concrete. Each breath since then felt like swallowing glass, sharp and impossible.I sat in my car outside the school, phone pressed against my ear so hard it left marks, listening to Detective Rivera explain about false documents and sophisticated impersonation while my world tilted sideways."Mrs. Williams, we have units searching the area," Detective Rivera was saying, but his voice sounded like it was coming from underwater. "We've issued an amber alert. We have the license plate from the school's security footage."My phone buzzed against my cheek. Kyle's name appeared on the screen.I almost didn't answer. Kyle shouldn't call now."Mia." His voice was rough, strained, but there was something in it I hadn't heard in years. "I have them. I have all three of them. They're safe."The concrete in my chest cracked, and suddenly I could breathe again. "Where?""County Road 47, about two miles north of the highway. Police are already here. Victoria