As Thomas Carter sped through the city streets, his mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Fear gripped him tightly, squeezing his chest with a relentless force. He could hardly believe what he’d just heard—his children were alone, without food, and something was terribly wrong with Lily. His heart ached with every breath as he envisioned his little girl lying unresponsive and Ethan frantically trying to make sense of a situation no child should ever face.
The familiar suburban neighborhood felt foreign as he pulled into the driveway of the modest house Emily had moved into after the divorce. Memories of happier times flooded back as he raced to the door, fumbling with the spare key he’d thankfully never returned. His hands shook with urgency and trepidation. Finally, the lock clicked open.
“Ethan?” he called out, his voice echoing through the silent house.
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