"Zara Quinn, how could you neglect your kids for so long and still keep your phone out of reach?" Ethan's voice came sharp through the speaker.
Zara's gaze darted nervously. Her eyes met Ace's.
He paused mid-bite, eyebrows raised as he saw the fear flicker across her face.
"Ethan, are you in my house right now? How did you even know where I live?" she asked, voice rising with panic.
"Zara, do you think I care about where you live—"
"Daddy, is that Mommy? Let me speak to her!" Ezra's voice piped up in the background.
Zara's breath hitched. "Yes, sweetheart, it's me. Where are you? Where's Nana?"
"Mommy, we're at the hospital. Where have you been? We got into a car accident. Nana is…" Ezra's voice cracked, and a sob followed. "They won't let us see her."
Zara's heart dropped. Her knees weakened. "A–accident? What happened?"
Hot tears blurred her vision. Ace stood, stepping closer, his eyes narrowing in concern.
"Are you okay?" he whispered.
