Rosa’s pov I carefully searched the gala, my eyes scanning the crowded room for Emma's nanny. Where was she? Why hadn't she texted?I felt so uncomfortable, I could feel danger somewhere as my heart raced faster, refusing to be controlled . My anxiety grew stronger, my heart racing with every passing moment. James tried to reassure me, but I knew something was wrong. I was too weak to be strong, my emotions took over me . "Rosa, calm down please. Emma's fine," James said, his voice soothing. But I could sense he wasn’t comfortable behind his supporting mask , he was tensed too but wanted to be brave. I looked away as I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread. “What!” I said, my voice sharp and eager as I turned back to James only to see his face pale, his eyes fixed on his phone. "James, what's wrong?" I repeated, my voice trembling. He didn't respond. He stumbled backward, his eyes wide with horror. "James!" I screamed. The room around me blurred as tears rushed to my face. "What is
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