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Chapter 53

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Emma's POV

The world around me had stopped moving. The air felt too thick to breathe, the sounds around me too distant, as though I were trapped inside a nightmare. The moment I realized my twins were gone, something inside me shattered.

I turned wildly, searching through the thinning smoke, scanning every face in the crowd for a glimpse of their tiny figures. The panic in my chest grew unbearable, twisting my stomach into painful knots.

“Jason! Anna!”

My voice cracked as I called their names, my vision blurred with unshed tears.

“Lock down the building!” Jeff’s sharp command cut through the chaos, “Check every exit! No one leaves until we find them!”

His security team was already moving, spreading out through the crowd, pushing past confused protesters and bewildered employees. Some people were shouting in frustration, others were yelling accusations, but I didn’t care.

My children were missing.

I felt Jeff’s hands on my shoulders, gripping tightly, “Emma listen to me,” he said, his
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