Carla gripped the armrest, feeling another wave of pain hit her. She winced, trying to regulate her breathing.

“Call 911,” she said through gritted teeth.

Mason didn’t waste another second. He pulled out his phone and dialed, pacing as he explained the situation.

Meanwhile, Carla’s mind was racing. She knew Liam wasn’t home—he had gone to a business meeting and wasn’t expected back for another few hours. But he needed to know.

“Call Liam,” she instructed once Mason had finished speaking to the emergency operator.

Mason nodded and quickly dialed his boss’s number.

*At Liam’s Office*

Liam was in the middle of a tense board meeting when his phone vibrated....