Inside the restroom, Charles stood frozen, eyes wide with horror as he stared at the woman lying motionless on the floor.
She was dressed casually, but a dark pool of blood was rapidly spreading beneath her.
"Charles!"
Sophia didn't even hesitate—she rushed straight into the men's room and pulled her son into her arms.
"Are you hurt? Talk to me, sweetheart!"
Charles trembled, clutching her tightly.
Lucas frowned, already pulling out his phone to call the police.
Angela, quick and composed, opened her camera to record everything as evidence.
"M-Mommy… I'm scared…"
Tears welled up in Charles's eyes.
"It's okay, baby. Don't be afraid," Sophia whispered, holding him close.
Then her gaze fell on the woman lying on the floor. Something about her seemed familiar.
She carefully leaned forward, turning the woman's body just enough to see her face—and froze.
"Riley?!"
