“Hudson.” Madeline touches my arm, and I relax under the press of her fingers. “Let him go. I don’t want Lucy to see you like this. It’s not who you are.” Lucy. “I’m sorry.” I drop him from my hold and take four steps back. “I didn’t—” “I know.” Her smile calms me down. It makes me take a deep breath, and I huff. “You protect what’s yours. I remember.” Mine. Mine, mine, mine. Lucy and Madeline are mine, and I’ll do anything it takes to keep them safe.
