Riley’s POV

I rushed forward the moment those hands grabbed them.

“Hey—who the hell—”

I stopped mid-step.

Because the person holding them was not what I expected.

It was a woman.

And not just any woman.

She was… beautiful in a way that made it hard to look away. Her face was calm but serious, her eyes sharp like she was always aware of everything around her. She held both girls close, one arm around each of them, pulling them in like she wasn’t taking any chances.

“Mommy!” Both of them shouted at the same time.

I froze.

“…wait.”

I stared at her.

“No… no, no, no,” I whispered.

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