CHAPTER 15

Emma's POV

I stood in the room, surrounded by Gabe, Augustine, and the rest of the team, all of us scanning the cameras and monitors for any sign of the kids. The tension was palpable, and I could feel Gabe's eyes on me, watching me closely.

Gabe’s eyes were swollen. He had not slept well since I arrived at Chicago. He had been busy sourcing for different ways to find the children.

I miss my past life. I miss Gabe. I miss us. Aside the abortion part, Gabe had treated me so well. His family had taken me as a part of them.

Outside, a team of searchers was combing the forest, sniffing out any trail that might lead us to the kids. I could see them on the screens, their flashlights bobbing up and down as they moved through the darkness.

Gabe stood close to me, his arm brushing against mine. I knew he was trying to comfort me, but I could sense his unease. He was trying to be strong for me. I know. But his emotions were betraying him.

He was waiting for Angelo to show up, his eyes scannin