Jayden's POV
The moment those small bodies pressed against mine, something inside me shifted. Their warmth seeped through my chest, their rapid heartbeats echoing against my ribs like a rhythm I'd been searching for without knowing it. The scent of them flooded my nostrils, sweet and achingly familiar, settling into my bones with an intensity that left me breathless.
Everything felt right. Complete.
Then it all came crashing down.
Two figures emerged from the scattered crowd, moving with predatory precision. Before I could react, they seized the children, ripping them from my embrace with ruthless efficiency.
"No!" The twins screamed in perfect unison, their small hands reaching desperately toward me, tears streaming down their flushed cheeks.
The men showed no mercy. They passed the struggling children to a woman who came running across the polished floor, her heels striking the ground like gunshots. Her arms stretched wide, her face a mask of fury and anguish.
