With that, Jenny dropped to her knees, pressing her forehead against the ground, the rawness of her emotions spilling out. The act was not just a gesture of submission; it was a surrender to the gravity of their situation, an acknowledgment of the power that Esme held over their lives.
Esme looked down at Jenny, her expression inscrutable, weighing the sincerity of her plea. "You understand that what I ask in return may not be easy for you," she warned. "But if you truly wish for your child to be safe, then you must be prepared to do whatever it takes."
Amber and Jenny exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them, the weight of their desperation pressing them closer together. There was no time to waste. If they had any chance at all, it lay with Esme.
"Tell us what you need us to do," Amber said, his voice steadying despite the turmoil inside him. "We'll do it. Just please… don't let anything happen to our child."