Victoria practically barreled through the house, crying out desperately, "Ewan!" Her frantic steps propelled her towards the study. Throwing open the door without knocking, she barged in, only to be collided with his tall frame.
"Ewan!" She gasped, clasping his arms. Her eyes, wide with terror, fixated on his face. "David… finally met Silas. He will take our son away!"
Ewan, surprisingly calm amidst the storm brewing around him, enveloped her in a comforting embrace. "Get a grip, Victoria," he soothed. "It's alright. Everything will be fine."
His unruffled demeanor caught her off guard. She pulled back slightly, scrutinizing his face with a mix of disbelief and dawning suspicion.