Penelope's Pov

I stood there trembling, a mix of rage and sorrow churning within me as I observed my father barking orders at everyone, desperately searching through every connection he had to locate my children.

My hands shook at my sides, and I clenched them into fists, striving to prevent my emotions from boiling over. Silva, I thought, my precious kids; they must be terrified wherever they are right now.

I wanted to hate him; I wanted to hate Silvio. He had turned me away without a second thought. I knew I deserved it, but he should have shown me mercy; he should have given me another chance. Instead, he...