Hundred and thirteen

Kamille's POV

I woke up to another day of emptiness. The weight of the past weeks had taken its toll on me, leaving me feeling hollow and broken. My children were still missing, and every moment without them felt like an eternity. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how much longer I could endure this torment.

I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. I had a shower, got dressed and walked out of the room. Belle had prepared me breakfast but I had no appetite. I walked over to the dining table and picked some berries into my mouth before heading out into the living room.

I turned on the TV, hoping for some distraction, something to take my mind off the nightmare I was living. The news was on, and the headline caught my attention immediately.

Manor Family Business Hits Jackpot: Stocks Skyrocket.

The words felt like a punch to the gut. While my world was falling apart, Ellen and her father were thriving. The cruel irony was almost too much to bear. I stared at the screen,