Emma's POV
The usual conversation at the dinner table was absent. Only the sound of spoons and forks touching plates could be heard, and even then it was rare. No one dared to start a conversation with President Logan. The atmosphere was almost stifling.President Logan looked at each of us, as if he was judging us, but none of us knew what he was thinking. His cold gaze was like a wall of ice that was hard to penetrate. Behind this table full of sumptuous food, there was a sense of fear that was hard to deny. We all knew who was sitting at the head of the table—someone with absolute power, who was said to be able to destroy a career with just one sentence. And in the midst of this luxury, none of us felt truly comfortable.I tried to focus on my food, but President Logan's cold gaze still felt stuck to my back, making each bite feel heavier. This dinner was no ordinary dinner. This was a gathering filled with unspoken tension.The tension at theEmma's POV After that happy moment, the two of us continued our journey to the playground where the children were waiting. As soon as we arrived, the sound of laughter and cheerful shouts from the children greeted us. They were playing in the ball pit, and when they saw us approaching, their faces immediately lit up with joy.“Mom! Uncle!” Adney shouted, running towards us. Behind him, Adolf, Ainsley, and Allonza also jumped for joy, running towards us excitedly. My heart felt warm seeing them so happy.Logan bent down, stretched his arms, and said, “Come here, everyone! Gather here!” The four children immediately rushed Logan, surrounding him and hugging him happily. In an instant, Logan bent down, lifted one of the children in his arms and greeted them with a big smile. “How about you call me Dad from now on?”Without hesitation, they nodded together. “Dad!” they said in unison, and the sound was like music to my ears. Seeing them call Logan d
Emma's POV “Do you feel like you’re losing yourself when you’re with him?” Scarlett asked, trying to dig deeper.“No, it’s not that. When I’m with him, I feel alive,” I said, my eyes sparkling a little at the thought of Logan. “But the fear is always there. I don’t know if I’m ready to let him in completely, especially after everything that’s happened between us.”“So what do you want? Do you want to give Logan a chance to prove that he can be a better person? That he can be a good father to your children?”“I do,” I said quietly. “But there’s a part of me that keeps wondering if I’m just hurting myself. Am I just trying to create happiness for the kids without thinking about my own feelings? I don’t want to be selfish.”Scarlett nodded, understanding my concerns. “There’s nothing selfish about seeking happiness for yourself, Emma. And if Logan is already struggling with it, maybe it’s time you considered giving him a chance.”Heari
Emma’s POVThe days passed quickly, and Logan’s presence in our house became a regular occurrence, though sometimes it made me feel pressured. Every time Logan came over, the kids greeted him with great joy. They ran to hug him, as if he was a hero who had just returned from an adventure. Seeing the smiles on their faces made my heart flutter, but on the other hand, my feelings became more complex.When Logan started playing with them, I often got caught up in mixed feelings. It felt good to see the kids happy, but every laugh and familiarity between them made me more anxious. Was I really ready for all of this? Would I ever allow myself to open up to Logan after everything that had happened? These questions kept haunting my mind, and I tried hard to stay calm.There were times when Logan would ask me to play with him, but I always found an excuse to pull away. Maybe I thought that keeping my distance was the best way to protect myself and the kids. I didn
Emma's POV “Slow down, guys! We don’t want anyone to fall,” I called, a little worried as they ran aimlessly. But seeing them so cheerful made my heart flutter. Logan walked beside me, watching the kids with a big smile on his face. “They look happy,” he said, his gaze full of love. “Yeah, they do like being together like this,” I replied, though inside I felt a mix of happiness and uncertainty. Logan turned to me, his face serious for a moment. “Emma, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I know this hasn’t been easy for us, but I want to try to be a good father to them.” I nodded, sensing the sincerity in his words. “I appreciate that, Logan. But we still need time to adjust. This is just the beginning.”He sighed, seeming to understand. “I understand. I just want them to know that they have a father who cares. And I want you to know that I’ll always be here for you.”His words warmed my heart. Even though I sti
Emma's POV My heart was pounding. Even though I appreciated everything Logan had done, I knew that my soul was still stuck in uncertainty. “Logan, I don’t want you to feel burdened. This is a process, and I don’t want to rush it.”He nodded, though he looked a little disappointed. “Okay, if that’s what you want, I’ll respect that.” Logan’s voice was heavy, and I could feel his deep disappointment.“I promise I’ll make the right decision, and I hope you understand,” I said, trying to encourage him.“Thank you, Emma,” he said, though there was doubt on his face. “I just want you and the kids to be happy.”“I know. And we want you to be happy, too, Logan. Let’s do what’s best for the kids, okay?” After a few moments of silence, Logan reached out to take my hand, and I felt it warm. But when I came back to my thoughts, I knew there was still a lot to organize. “Now, let’s go join the kids. They need us both,” I said, trying to
Emma's POVA few days have passed since that night, a night filled with tension and fear. Now, Adolf has recovered. Seeing him playing with Adney, Ainsley, and Allonza filled my heart with happiness. They laughed, ran around the park, and teased each other with the joy typical of children. Their laughter was like touching music, erasing all the dark memories that had haunted us.I sat on the park bench, watching them with a big smile. However, behind that smile, my mind was reminded of everything that had happened. Seeing Adolf back to his usual activities was an indescribable joy. However, the image of that night—the fight, Cordelia, and all the tension—still felt like it was gnawing at my mind. It felt like just yesterday I almost lost everything. Now, I try to stay strong and optimistic, even though fear often strikes in the corner of my heart.This break gave me a chance to reflect. For days, we had been trapped in uncertainty and anxiety. However, see