Emma's POVThe faint echo of footsteps grew louder, each sound like the ticking of a clock winding down.My grip on Jeff's arm tightened, my pulse a frantic drumbeat in my ears. Across from me, Mrs. Williams stood rigid, clutching the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded."Stay behind me." Jeff whispered, his voice firm but soothing, a sharp contrast to the chaos in my head.Every creak and groan of the office seemed heightened, every shadow more scary.I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the darkened glass window, I was wide-eyed, trembling, vulnerable. This wasn’t me, I wasn’t supposed to be this helpless.The door creaked open, and I stopped breathing. A shadow stretched across the floor like a predator stalking its prey, my heart hammered against my ribcage as Jeff stepped forward, shielding me.“Who’s there?” Jeff demanded, his voice sharp, cutting through the tense silence.A figure stumbled into the room, and for a terrifying second, I was sure
Emma's POVIt had been a few days since Jeff and I had dinner together. The memory lingered in the back of my mind like the warmth of a fading sunset.We had shared something real that night, a moment where the walls between us had started to come down but reality had a way of creeping back in, and now I was back to my usual routine; juggling work, motherhood, and the complex feelings Jeff’s presence stirred in me.The front door opened, and the sound of small feet pattering on the hardwood floors brought me back to the present. Jason and Anna burst into the house, their laughter filling the air like music. I turned from the kitchen counter, my heart swelling as they raced toward me, their backpacks bouncing with every step.“Mama,” Anna exclaimed, flinging her tiny arms around my waist. Jason wasn’t far behind, squeezing in for a group hug.“Hey, my loves,” I said, kissing the tops of their heads, “How was daycare today?”“It was so fun,” Jason said, his eyes wide with excitement, “M
Chapter 25Emma’s POVThe next three days felt like stepping into a different world, one filled with laughter, love, and moments I hadn’t dared to dream of for a long time.Jeff had planned everything down to the tiniest detail, creating an adventure that was as magical for the twins, as it was healing for me.Our first stop was the Aspen Zoo, nestled in a scenic valley surrounded by snow covered mountains. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine, and the twins’ excitement was infectious as we passed through the entrance gates.“Look Mummy, it's a tiger.” Anna squealed, pointing toward the enclosure where a majestic Bengal tiger lay sprawled under a heat lamp, its amber eyes lazily surveying the crowd.Jason, ever the curious one, pressed his face against the glass of the reptile house, his breath fogging up the surface as he stared at a massive green anaconda, “Whoa, look at this snake. Daddy do you think it could eat a whole deer in one bite?”Jeff crouched beside him, h
Emma’s POVThe beach stretched endlessly before me, its beauty overshadowed by the hollow pit of fear tightening in my chest. Jason was still missing, and each passing moment without him felt like an eternity.The search party combed the sand, their voices calling his name. Jeff’s hand lingered on my arm, a quiet anchor to keep me steady, but even his strength was waning.Anna clung to my side, her tiny fingers clutching my shirt, her tear-streaked face buried against me. I brushed her hair with trembling fingers, whispering reassurances that felt more like prayers.“He’ll be okay,” I said softly, trying to convince myself as much as her.Jeff’s jaw was tight, his eyes scanning the horizon, “I should’ve watched him more closely.” He muttered, his voice low.“This isn’t your fault,” I said, though I wasn’t sure if I truly believed it, “Right now, we just need to find him.”The sun dipped lower, painting the sky in hues of gold and orange. The once-crowded beach had begun to clear, leav
Chapter 27Emma’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the blinds of my new apartment, a modest two-bedroom in a quieter part of the city. It wasn’t what I envisioned when Jeff and I planned our life together, but it was mine now, and it was safe.Yet even surrounded by the soft hum of normalcy, my chest still ached with lingering fear. The memory of Jason’s frightened eyes, his trembling voice as he recounted his ordeal on the beach, refused to fade.The kids were adjusting, though not without resistance. Jason and Anna missed the sprawling space of Jeff’s house, the backyard where they played tag, and their his laughter echoing through the hallways.For them, this move was confusing and unfair, but I couldn’t explain the real reason we’d left.How could I tell them that staying with Jeff felt like keeping them attached to a storm? That every glance over my shoulder and every pounding in my chest reminded me how close I’d come to losing Jason?Jason sat cross-legged on the carpe
Emma’s POVThe air in my apartment was still and suffocating as I sat alone in the living room that night, trying to focus on the emails I’d left unanswered all day.The laptop’s faint glow illuminated my face, but my thoughts were miles away, swirling with everything Jeff had said.“And what about you? Are you safe Emma?”Those words replayed in my head like a broken record, and I hated how much they rattled me.Was I safe? Was this new life I’d carved out for the kids and me the answer? Or was I just running, dragging them along in a direction I wasn’t even sure of?I closed my laptop with a sigh and rubbed my temples, the kids were asleep in their room, their soft breaths audible if I strained to listen. They were the reason I was doing this, the reason I had to be strong, even when I didn’t feel it.The next morning, the questions still weighed on me as I arrived at work. My office, usually a place where I could bury myself in routine and distraction, felt like just another battle
Emma’s POVThe sharp, sterile smell of antiseptic filled my nose as I walked down the hallway of the hospital the next morning. The scent was a constant reminder of where I was and why.It wasn’t a place I wanted to become familiar with, but life had other plans. My hands were full, a bag of breakfast sandwiches and a tray holding two steaming coffees.Behind me, Jason and Anna followed, their little feet padding against the linoleum floor. Jason clutched his favorite stuffed dinosaur, his small hands gripping it tightly, while Anna held onto my free hand, her curiosity evident in her wide eyes.Jeff’s room was just ahead, the number etched in my mind. As we approached, I paused for a moment, glancing down at the kids.“Remember,” I said gently, crouching to their level, “Daddy needs us to be calm, okay? No jumping on him, even though I know you’re excited.”Anna nodded solemnly, her curls bouncing with the motion, while Jason looked down at his dinosaur, whispering something to it. S
Emma’s POVThe office was alive with its usual rhythm, a steady hum of activity that felt both comforting and ordinary.Phones rang incessantly, keyboards clattered as my coworkers typed furiously, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air.At my desk, I flipped through a stack of reports, checking for errors. Everything seemed ordinary, just another Monday morning filled with the comforting predictability of work.“Emma.” Rachel’s voice floated over the cubicle wall.Her vibrant red curls peeked into view as she leaned over with her signature grin, “Please tell me you’ve seen the updated draft for the Peters campaign, it’s a disaster, isn’t it?”I chuckled, reaching for a manila folder on my desk, “It’s not a disaster, but it does need some serious tweaking, I made notes last night, we can go over them after lunch if you’re free.”“Ugh, bless you.” Rachel exclaimed dramatically.“If I have to explain to the creative team one more time why neon green is not the rig
Emma’s POVThe office was alive with its usual rhythm, a steady hum of activity that felt both comforting and ordinary.Phones rang incessantly, keyboards clattered as my coworkers typed furiously, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air.At my desk, I flipped through a stack of reports, checking for errors. Everything seemed ordinary, just another Monday morning filled with the comforting predictability of work.“Emma.” Rachel’s voice floated over the cubicle wall.Her vibrant red curls peeked into view as she leaned over with her signature grin, “Please tell me you’ve seen the updated draft for the Peters campaign, it’s a disaster, isn’t it?”I chuckled, reaching for a manila folder on my desk, “It’s not a disaster, but it does need some serious tweaking, I made notes last night, we can go over them after lunch if you’re free.”“Ugh, bless you.” Rachel exclaimed dramatically.“If I have to explain to the creative team one more time why neon green is not the rig
Emma’s POVThe sharp, sterile smell of antiseptic filled my nose as I walked down the hallway of the hospital the next morning. The scent was a constant reminder of where I was and why.It wasn’t a place I wanted to become familiar with, but life had other plans. My hands were full, a bag of breakfast sandwiches and a tray holding two steaming coffees.Behind me, Jason and Anna followed, their little feet padding against the linoleum floor. Jason clutched his favorite stuffed dinosaur, his small hands gripping it tightly, while Anna held onto my free hand, her curiosity evident in her wide eyes.Jeff’s room was just ahead, the number etched in my mind. As we approached, I paused for a moment, glancing down at the kids.“Remember,” I said gently, crouching to their level, “Daddy needs us to be calm, okay? No jumping on him, even though I know you’re excited.”Anna nodded solemnly, her curls bouncing with the motion, while Jason looked down at his dinosaur, whispering something to it. S
Emma’s POVThe air in my apartment was still and suffocating as I sat alone in the living room that night, trying to focus on the emails I’d left unanswered all day.The laptop’s faint glow illuminated my face, but my thoughts were miles away, swirling with everything Jeff had said.“And what about you? Are you safe Emma?”Those words replayed in my head like a broken record, and I hated how much they rattled me.Was I safe? Was this new life I’d carved out for the kids and me the answer? Or was I just running, dragging them along in a direction I wasn’t even sure of?I closed my laptop with a sigh and rubbed my temples, the kids were asleep in their room, their soft breaths audible if I strained to listen. They were the reason I was doing this, the reason I had to be strong, even when I didn’t feel it.The next morning, the questions still weighed on me as I arrived at work. My office, usually a place where I could bury myself in routine and distraction, felt like just another battle
Chapter 27Emma’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the blinds of my new apartment, a modest two-bedroom in a quieter part of the city. It wasn’t what I envisioned when Jeff and I planned our life together, but it was mine now, and it was safe.Yet even surrounded by the soft hum of normalcy, my chest still ached with lingering fear. The memory of Jason’s frightened eyes, his trembling voice as he recounted his ordeal on the beach, refused to fade.The kids were adjusting, though not without resistance. Jason and Anna missed the sprawling space of Jeff’s house, the backyard where they played tag, and their his laughter echoing through the hallways.For them, this move was confusing and unfair, but I couldn’t explain the real reason we’d left.How could I tell them that staying with Jeff felt like keeping them attached to a storm? That every glance over my shoulder and every pounding in my chest reminded me how close I’d come to losing Jason?Jason sat cross-legged on the carpe
Emma’s POVThe beach stretched endlessly before me, its beauty overshadowed by the hollow pit of fear tightening in my chest. Jason was still missing, and each passing moment without him felt like an eternity.The search party combed the sand, their voices calling his name. Jeff’s hand lingered on my arm, a quiet anchor to keep me steady, but even his strength was waning.Anna clung to my side, her tiny fingers clutching my shirt, her tear-streaked face buried against me. I brushed her hair with trembling fingers, whispering reassurances that felt more like prayers.“He’ll be okay,” I said softly, trying to convince myself as much as her.Jeff’s jaw was tight, his eyes scanning the horizon, “I should’ve watched him more closely.” He muttered, his voice low.“This isn’t your fault,” I said, though I wasn’t sure if I truly believed it, “Right now, we just need to find him.”The sun dipped lower, painting the sky in hues of gold and orange. The once-crowded beach had begun to clear, leav
Chapter 25Emma’s POVThe next three days felt like stepping into a different world, one filled with laughter, love, and moments I hadn’t dared to dream of for a long time.Jeff had planned everything down to the tiniest detail, creating an adventure that was as magical for the twins, as it was healing for me.Our first stop was the Aspen Zoo, nestled in a scenic valley surrounded by snow covered mountains. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine, and the twins’ excitement was infectious as we passed through the entrance gates.“Look Mummy, it's a tiger.” Anna squealed, pointing toward the enclosure where a majestic Bengal tiger lay sprawled under a heat lamp, its amber eyes lazily surveying the crowd.Jason, ever the curious one, pressed his face against the glass of the reptile house, his breath fogging up the surface as he stared at a massive green anaconda, “Whoa, look at this snake. Daddy do you think it could eat a whole deer in one bite?”Jeff crouched beside him, h
Emma's POVIt had been a few days since Jeff and I had dinner together. The memory lingered in the back of my mind like the warmth of a fading sunset.We had shared something real that night, a moment where the walls between us had started to come down but reality had a way of creeping back in, and now I was back to my usual routine; juggling work, motherhood, and the complex feelings Jeff’s presence stirred in me.The front door opened, and the sound of small feet pattering on the hardwood floors brought me back to the present. Jason and Anna burst into the house, their laughter filling the air like music. I turned from the kitchen counter, my heart swelling as they raced toward me, their backpacks bouncing with every step.“Mama,” Anna exclaimed, flinging her tiny arms around my waist. Jason wasn’t far behind, squeezing in for a group hug.“Hey, my loves,” I said, kissing the tops of their heads, “How was daycare today?”“It was so fun,” Jason said, his eyes wide with excitement, “M
Emma's POVThe faint echo of footsteps grew louder, each sound like the ticking of a clock winding down.My grip on Jeff's arm tightened, my pulse a frantic drumbeat in my ears. Across from me, Mrs. Williams stood rigid, clutching the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded."Stay behind me." Jeff whispered, his voice firm but soothing, a sharp contrast to the chaos in my head.Every creak and groan of the office seemed heightened, every shadow more scary.I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the darkened glass window, I was wide-eyed, trembling, vulnerable. This wasn’t me, I wasn’t supposed to be this helpless.The door creaked open, and I stopped breathing. A shadow stretched across the floor like a predator stalking its prey, my heart hammered against my ribcage as Jeff stepped forward, shielding me.“Who’s there?” Jeff demanded, his voice sharp, cutting through the tense silence.A figure stumbled into the room, and for a terrifying second, I was sure
Chapter 21Emma’s POVThe shrill beep of my alarm pierced through the silence, waking me up from a tangled web of uneasy dreams. My hand darted out to silence it, and my blurry eyes landed on the glowing red digits of the clock.7:45AM.A jolt of panic shot through me as I quickly sat up in bed, “Oh no, no, no,” I muttered, tossing the covers aside and springing, literally jumping out of bed.How had I overslept?Well I blame it on the fact that I hadn't returned to bed immediately when I came down to get water in the early hours of the morning. Jeff had kept me company and I had to say, he was not so annoying to be around, at least not anymore. I remember when we had just gotten married back then, I couldn't even look him in the eyes not to talk of being in the same room as him, I was that terrified of him. So I was a little bit awed and intrigued when he sat down with me earlier and we even had a conversation, truth was, I didn't want it to end but all good things must come to an