Realisation automatically spreads across his face, and he jumps into action, turning to give Sophia a kiss on the forehead before he too is putting shoes on and rushing out the front door.
"Darling, if you can hear me, we're on our way, okay? Hang tight, baby. We'll be there soon," I say into the phone, listening to her sobbing on the other end of the line.
Kaleb floors it down the driveway and through the partially open gates, his tyres screeching as we shoot around a corner that leads us towards the busy London roads.
The car's still moving by time I jump out, and Kaleb's curses as he pulls the handbrake up and follows behind me, rushing to catch up with me while his eyes dart around the dark street.
"Aurora, baby, please tell me you're okay," I mutter through the phone, waiting for Kaleb to put in the code at the gate.
She doesn't respond, and my heart pumps wickedly inside my chest as I start to worry about what could've happened for her to have this reaction.
As soon as the gate is open, I swing through on my crutches as fast as I can towards the stairwell that leads up to Aurora's floor.
Abandoning my crutches at the bottom of the stairs, I wedge my phone between my shoulder and my ear and then place both hands on the banisters either side of me and hoist myself up, desperate to get to her as quick as I can.
"I'm coming, darling. I'm almost there," I tell her, clueless as to whether she can hear me, but still determined to try and reassure her in case she's still listening on the other end.
Heading up the last set of stairs that lead up to her level, my limbs are shaky, and I'm out of breath, but I don't let that slowme down as I hobble up the last couple steps, groaning at the pain in my legs from my muscles starting to lock up.
Kaleb almost crashes into my back as he rushes up the stairs behind me, likely not realising that I've stopped to catch my breath for a second.
"Here," he says, holding out my crutches.
I sigh in relief, taking them off him and then watch as he charges towards Aurora's apartment.
I follow after him, and just as I'm about to reach him, he kicks the door open, and moves to the side, allowing me to go into the apartment ahead of him.
My eyes frantically dart around the living room as Kaleb follows behind me and checks the kitchen.
As I move towards the hallway that leads off to two other rooms, I hear her heavy, uneven breathing, and I almost drop the crutches which are helping to hold me up in my haste to get to her.
I burst through her bathroom door and find her curled up in a ball in the centre of the bathroom, naked and shivering with her phone held loosely against her ear, and her eyes screwed shut.
Moving into the bathroom with her, I close the door behind me and then grab a towel and drape it over her before I seat myself on the floor and drag her into my lap.
"I'm here, baby. I'm right here," I whisper, cradling her in my arms and pressing soft, gentle kisses against the top of her head. "You're okay. I've got you."
Her fingers grasp onto my T-shirt as she pulls her shaking body even closer to mine, and she buries her tear-soaked face into my chest as she sobs and mumbles incoherent words.
After a few minutes, her breathing begins to even out, and she pulls away from me, only a couple inches.
Our eyes connect, and pain slashes across my chest at the fear I can see in her eyes.
"H-he's here," she whispers, her bottom lip trembling violently. "He found me."
My brows furrow in confusion.
I watch her eyes dart over to the shower and then feel the tremor run through her body before she tucks herself against me again and continues crying.
My gaze drags across the room, looking at the still running shower, and as I tilt my head further to the side, I see the fogged-up glass and the message written on it.
I wrap my arms firmly around her, peppering kisses against her damp hair as I slowly rock us back and forth.
"I've got you, Aurora. You're safe, I promise."
I spend the next ten minutes, comforting her until her sobbing finally dissipates as she falls asleep against my chest, still clinging to my clothes as if she's afraid to let me go.
Once I'm certain she's fast asleep, I shuffle myself away from the door and then carefully remove one of my arms from around her so that I can pull the door open, grateful for the cool breeze that sweeps into the steamy room.
