Emma's POVI stood at the window, watching as the kids played with April in the backyard. They were laughing and shouting, completely carefree. But I couldn't share in their joy.A pang of sadness and anger filled my heart as I gazed at the scene before me. The kids were drifting slowly away from me, and it seemed like they were replacing me with April. They didn't want to do anything with me anymore; it was like they were trying to avoid me.April, on the other hand, looked happy and content, playing with the kids like she was their new mother. I felt a surge of resentment towards her, but deep down, I knew it wasn't her fault. She was just being kind and helpful, like she always was.But it still hurt to see my own children turning to someone else for comfort and affection. And to make matters worse, Gabe and I were still not speaking to each other after our fight yesterday morning. The tension between us was palpable, and I could feel it affecting the whole family.Gabe's refusal t
Rosaline's POVI settled into my favorite spot on the couch, getting lost in the pages of my novel. The words blurred together as I read, transporting me to a different world. I loved days like this, where I could just relax and enjoy some quiet time.Camilla was sitting on the floor, watching a movie on Gabe's laptop. She was completely absorbed in the story, occasionally giggling or gasping at the screen. I smiled to myself, happy to see my sister so carefree.Lucien was sprawled out on the other couch, eyes fixed on the TV as he watched his favorite anime. He was so into it, he didn't even notice me looking at him.For once, the house was peaceful. No constant reminders from Mum to check up on us, no nagging about our homework or chores. Just a quiet, lazy afternoon.I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. This was exactly what I needed after a long week at school. No drama, no stress. Just me, my book, and my siblings enjoying some downtime.But as I turned the page, I couldn'
April's POVI tightened the screw on the makeshift machine in front of me, my mind racing with calculations and possibilities. I was trying to build a device that could harness kinetic energy and convert it into electricity. It was a daunting task, but I was determined to make it work.As I worked, I was also trying to study for my upcoming exams, memorize a script for Rosa's school play, and write a school story for the literary magazine. Multitasking was my specialty, and I thrived under pressure.My room was a mess of wires, tools, and papers, but I knew exactly where everything was. I was in my element, and nothing could distract me from my goals.Except, maybe,..... I glanced at the screen and saw a text from my best friend, Emma. "Hey, April, what's up? Want to hang out this weekend?"I smiled, feeling a pang of guilt. I had been so caught up in things that I had neglected my friends lately. "Hey, Emma, I'll try to make it work. But I have a lot on my plate right now."I put th
Emma's POVI walked slowly into April's room, checking to make sure Carly wasn't around. Gabe was busy with work, and the kids were in school, so I knew I had a small window of time to talk to April alone. I had already been to the school four times today, peeking in on the kids and making sure they were okay. I knew it was a bit excessive, but I just couldn't help myself. Old habits die hard, and I hadn't yet outgrown my tendency to be a bit of a helicopter parent.April looked up from her project, a hint of curiosity on her face. "Hey, sis! What brings you here?"I flopped down onto her bed, trying to appear nonchalant. "Just bored, I guess. What about you? How's life?"April put down her tools and leaned back in her chair. "It's good. But I did want to talk to you about something. I've noticed that Lucien seems a bit off lately."I raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Off? What do you mean?"April hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I don't know, just a bit distant, I suppose. And
Gabe's POV I watched Emma from across the room, her eyes fixed on the kids with an intensity that made me uneasy. She's been acting strange lately, ever since she started spying on them. I get it, she's worried, but this is getting out of hand.At first, I thought it was just her usual overprotectiveness, but now I'm not so sure. She's been distant, preoccupied, and snappish. Even the kids have noticed, exchanging worried glances when she's around.Is she okay? Really okay? I wonder. We haven't talked about it, but I sense something's bothering her deeply. Maybe it's more than just the kids. Maybe it's us, our relationship, or something else entirely.I try to remember the last time we had a real conversation, just the two of us. It feels like ages ago. Now, it's all about the kids, their schedules, and their needs. Don't get me wrong, they're our priority, but what about us? What about Emma's needs?I make a mental note to talk to her, really talk to her, tonight. No distractions, n
Carly's POVI burst into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. Panting, I leaned against the door, as if it could shield me from the chaos inside my head. Tears streamed down my face, and I sobbed, my body shaking uncontrollably.Why did I lie? Why did I say Alex? There is no Alex. I made him up.My mind raced, replaying the dinner conversation. Gabe's announcement, Emma's shock, Augustine's suspicious gaze... I felt trapped.I couldn't tell them. I couldn't tell Gabe, or Emma, or anyone. Especially not after what happened last time.Luca. His name echoed in my mind, and my heart skipped a beat. I've been secretly dating him for months, and now... now they think I'm bringing Alex to dinner.Oh God, what have I done?The thought of Luca sitting at our dinner table, surrounded by my family, made my stomach twist with anxiety. Gabe would recognize him, and then... then everything would fall apart.I couldn't bear the thought of their disappointment, their anger. Gabe's protectivenes
Emma's POVI watched Carly walk into the house, her defiant expression a clear indication she was ready for a fight. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the confrontation."Carly, we need to talk," I said, my voice firm but calm.She raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk on her face. "What's this about, Emma?""Don't play dumb, Carly," I said, trying to keep my patience. "Augustine told us about your secret meetings with Luca."Carly's expression changed, a flash of guilt crossing her face before she masked it with indifference. "So what if I've been seeing him?"I felt a surge of concern. When did this start? Carly had been so withdrawn after the dinner, I had no idea she'd even met someone new."How long has this been going on?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral.Carly shrugged, avoiding eye contact. "A while."I glanced at Gabe, who was watching the exchange with a knowing look. He'd known about this for a while, and from the look on his face, it was clear he thought Ca
Emma's POVI woke up to the darkness of the night, my mind still foggy from sleep. But I knew I had to get up. I had promised Gabe we would talk, and I couldn't avoid it any longer.I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet dangling in the air. The clock on my nightstand read 2:47 AM.With a sigh, I stood up and padded out of the bedroom, my bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor.The house was quiet, the only sound the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath my feet.I made my way to the living room, where I knew Gabe would be waiting for me.As I entered the room, I saw him sitting on the couch, his eyes fixed on me in the dim light."Hey," he said softly, his voice low and husky.I nodded, feeling a surge of tiredness. "Hey."Gabe patted the couch beside him, and I hesitated for a moment before sitting down.We sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the ticking of the clock on the wall.Finally, Gabe spoke up, his voice break