Two burning babies in my arms.
Nowhere to go.
Cars passed. Neighbors stared.
No one stopped.
Until a black SUV pulled over.
A tall man in a navy suit stepped out, took one look at us, and said four words that changed everything:
“Who did this to you?”
His name was Ethan Cole.
At first, I didn’t trust him.
I didn’t trust any adults anymore.
But he didn’t treat me like a problem.
He took off his jacket and covered Owen from the sun.
