All Chapters of Little Emily: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kelsey’s heart pounded in his chest as he ended the call with Austin. Fear and adrenaline surged through his veins, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. The urgency in Austin's voice and the abrupt end to their conversation filled him with dread. He grabbed his car keys and bolted out of his house, dialing his brothers’ numbers as he ran."Tony, Chris, Xender," Kelsey barked into the phone, each call filled with frantic urgency. "Something’s happened to Austin. He’s in trouble. Meet me at the usual place. Now."Without waiting for a response, he jumped into his car, his hands trembling as he started the engine. He floored the accelerator, his car roaring down the streets. The night air was cold and sharp, the streetlights blurring past him. His mind raced, filled with worst-case scenarios and desperate hopes that Austin would be okay.Kelsey activated the family’s tracking device, a precaution they had taken after Emily’s disappearance. The small, blinking dot on the screen guid

The sterile, white corridors of the hospital were filled with the quiet hum of medical equipment and the occasional murmur of hushed conversations. The brothers—Chris, Tony, Xender, and Kelsey—stood outside the intensive care unit, their faces etched with worry and fatigue. They had been waiting for what felt like hours, their anxiety growing with each passing minute.Finally, the doctor emerged from the room, his expression grave. "I'm afraid Austin's condition is critical," he said, his voice steady but tinged with sympathy. "He sustained significant injuries, and while we're doing everything we can, the prognosis is not good. He might not make it through the night."The words hit them like a sledgehammer. Tony's fists clenched at his sides, his face contorted with a mix of anger and helplessness. "We can't lose him," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else."We have to consider telling Inishola," Chris said, his voice low and strained. "He can reach Emily. She deserves to kno

Emily sat in the dimly lit hospital room, her eyes fixed on Austin's still form. The beeping of the machines and the sterile smell of the room filled the silence. Her brothers had left to get some food, leaving her alone with her thoughts. She hadn't planned on revealing herself so soon, but seeing Austin in such a fragile state had forced her hand.The door creaked open, and Chris, Tony, and Xender entered, carrying takeout bags. They set the food on the table, their faces etched with concern and curiosity. Chris was the first to speak, breaking the heavy silence that had settled over them."Emily," he said softly, taking a seat beside her. "We need to talk. We need to know where you've been all this time."Emily sighed, her fingers tracing patterns on Austin's blanket. She had known this moment would come, but she still wasn't ready. "It's complicated," she began, her voice trembling. "I can't tell you everything. It's not safe.""Safe?" Tony echoed, his brows furrowing. "What do yo

Ella knocked on the heavy wooden door of the mansion, anxiety bubbling inside her. She hadn’t seen Emily in years, and the last thing she wanted was to upset her further. But after hearing about Austin’s accident, she couldn’t stay away.The door opened, and Tony stood there, his expression wary. “Ella?”“Hey, Tony. I heard about Austin, and I wanted to check on you all. Is Emily here?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.Tony hesitated for a moment before stepping aside. “She’s here. Come in.”Ella entered, feeling the weight of the mansion’s solemn atmosphere. She followed Tony to the living room, where Emily sat on the couch, her face pale and eyes distant. Chris and Xender were there too, their faces a mix of exhaustion and determination.“Emily,” Ella said softly, approaching her.Emily looked up, her expression unreadable. “Ella. What are you doing here?”“I heard about Austin. I wanted to see if you’re okay,” Ella replied, taking a seat across from her.Emily’s gaze har

The day of Austin’s funeral arrived with a somber mood hanging heavily in the air. The mansion, usually filled with laughter and life, was now shrouded in silence and grief. The siblings gathered in the living room, each lost in their own thoughts. Emily, in particular, was struggling to come to terms with the loss of her favorite brother.Chris, Xender, Tony, and Emily dressed in black, their expressions reflecting the pain that had become a constant presence in their lives. They made their way to the funeral home where the service would be held, the weight of their loss making every step feel like a monumental effort.As they arrived, they were met by a sea of familiar faces. Inishola, Kamsy, Amy, and Angelo were among the many who had come to pay their respects. The presence of so many friends and family provided a small measure of comfort, but it couldn’t lessen the pain of losing Austin.The service began with a solemn procession, the casket draped in flowers and photographs of A