Emma Point of ViewI nod my head along to song playing, feeling a bit wistful and nostlagic. It is barely six in the morning and I am awake, unable to sleep any longer, they often say old habits die hard and I guess it's true. The song shuffles to Eastside and I smile, getting up from my large bed, slowly moving my body to the beautiful rythme.I walk to the bathroom carefully, and stare at myself in the mirror, my blue eyes staring back at me, with my red hair falling all over my face.I used to be young, I used to be the most beautiful girl in the room, but now I am a shadow of who I used to be, and the odd thing is I am fine with it, I like who I am now.Change is inevitable, mine came with a bit of struggle, but I am fine now."Mommy?"Fuck, guess I wasn't as quiet as I thought.I turn to face my daughter -- Camilla, who is seven, her green eyes and brown hair staring at me."Hey baby." I say, throwing my hands around her, pulling her close to me."Did I wake you up?' I ask, kiss
Emma Point of ViewOh God, Oh God, I can't breathe, my kids, where are my kids?"Emma?" I turn and see Dave staring at me, everyone was staring at me."Did you see them? Did you see my kids?" I say, in utmost manic."The girls and Lucien?" He says, and I nod, crying, letting the fact sink in, that my children has been kidnapped."I have to go." I say, and push through the crowd that has formed, how come no one saw my children, how come they were taken in broad day light and no one noticed."Emma!" I hear, but I don't turn back, I get in my car and drive away.God, please, let my kids be safe.______"We have gotten their description, we will let you know when we have any information." The Policeman says to me, and my eyes widen."What? Just like that?" I snap."What did you expect?""I don't know, I got a fucking note, the kidnapper threatened to kill Rosaline and traumatize her siblings, I would expect more than this, a search party, maybe?" I yell."You could check the note for fuc
Gabe Point of ViewI am frozen in shock as I stare at her face. I have not seen her in eight years, and despite looking for her, I never found her."Is there anywhere I can charge my phone, it's almost dead and I have calls to make." She says, and Caly nods, taking her phone, from her and freezing."You were pregnant." She says, and Emmaline nods. My heart is in my throat."What is i -- Oh My God." April gasps, then passes the phone to August, who face mirrors theirs.Emma just stares at me the entire time, and I can see it clearly on her face, she knows that the curiousity must be killing me."Here you go." August says, giving me the phone.On her screen, they are three children, two girls and a boy -- the boy looks so much like I do, it is like staring at the past, and the girls, fuck.My knees buckle with the information, and I grip the couch before I fall to the ground, making the phone fall from my hand.Esme picks it up, and I see disdain all her face."If it has child support y
GABE'S POVI feel like I've been punched in the gut. "What do you mean you won't tell them I'm their father?" I ask, trying to process her words."You lost that right when you told me to abort them," Emma says, her eyes flashing with anger.I take a step back, feeling a mix of emotions: guilt, regret, and a deep longing to make things right. "I was young and stupid, Emma. I didn't know what I wanted. But now...now I want to be a part of their lives."Emma shakes her head. "You can't just waltz in here and expect everything to go back to normal. You need to earn the right to be their father."I nod, knowing she's right. "I will. I'll do whatever it takes. But please, don't keep them from me. I want to know them, to be a part of their lives."Emma looks away, her expression softening slightly. "We'll see. First, we need to find them."I nod, determination coursing through my veins. "I'll do everything in my power to find them. I promise."We stand there for a moment, the tension between
EMMA'S POVI wake up with a start, my heart racing as I remember where I am and why. I'm in Gabe's house, and he's planning to go find our children without me. I won't let that happen.I throw off the covers sheet and rush out of the room, my bare feet pounding the floor as I search for Gabe. I find him in the living room, talking to Luca and a few other pack members.I don't hesitate, I run straight to him and tackle him to the ground. "You think you can leave me here and go find my children without me?" I shout, my eyes blazing with anger.Gabe looks up at me, surprised, but he quickly recovers. "Emma, calm down—""No, I won't calm down!" I interrupt, my voice rising. "Wherever you're going, I'm going. You're not leaving me behind."Gabe sighs and tries to sit up, but I pin him down. "Emma, this is pack business. You're can't be involved atleast Not yet."I laugh, a bitter sound. "Can't be involved? They're my children too, Gabe. I have just as much right to find them as you do."L
EMMA'S POVAs Gabe helps me treat my injured leg, old emotions start to resurface. His gentle touch ignites a spark within me, and I can feel my heart racing with a familiar flutter.He looks up at me, his eyes locking onto mine, and I see the same emotions reflected back. Hope, longing, and a deep connection that never fully went away.As he cleans and bandages my wound, his fingers brush against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I feel like I'm melting into his touch, like I'm home.Gabe's eyes never leave mine, and I can see the tension between us building. It's like the past few years never happened, and we're back to where we started - two souls connected by an unbreakable bond.As he finishes up, he takes my hand in his, his thumb stroking my palm. I feel a jolt of electricity run through me, and I know I'm in trouble. I'm falling for him again, hard.Gabe's eyes seem to bore into my soul, searching for answers. I know he's feeling it too - the old emotions, the connection
Emma's POV I stand there, frozen in shock, as Angelo's piercing blue eyes lock onto mine. It's like time has stopped, and all that exists is the two of us, suspended in this moment. I can feel the air thickening with tension, and my heart racing like a wild animal, trying to break free from my chest.Gabe's voice breaks the silence, "Hey, Angelo, what brings you here?" He sounds casual, but I can sense a hint of curiosity and maybe even a touch of wariness.Angelo's gaze never leaves mine as he responds, "I heard Emma's back and decided to check if it's actually True." His deep voice sends shivers down my spine, and I feel a flutter in my chest. It's like my body remembers him, remembers the way he used to make me feel.Gabe raises an eyebrow, "You came all this way just to check on her?" He sounds skeptical, and I can tell he's trying to gauge Angelo's intentions.Angelo nods, his eyes still fixed on me, "Yes, I did. Is that a problem?" His voice is low and husky, and it sends a shi
EMMA'S POVI collapse onto the bed, my body wracked with sobs as tears stream down my face. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of regret and longing. Why did Angelo have to show up? Why did I have to come meet Gabe? Why did I take my eyes off my children for one second?I bury my face in a pillow, screaming silently as the tears flow. I wish I could turn back time, go back to the moment when everything was perfect. My children were safe, my heart was whole, and I was happy.But life doesn't work that way. Time keeps moving, and all we can do is try to pick up the pieces of our shattered lives.I think about Angelo, about the way he looked at me with such concern and care. I wish he had never come here. I wish I didn't have to face the memories we shared, the love we lost.I think about Gabe, about his kindness and support. I wish I had never come to meet him, wish I had never gotten involved in his life.But most of all, I wish I had never taken my eyes off my children. I wish I had be