AMELIA'S POVI lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The dim light from the lamp beside me cast soft shadows across the room. The night had fallen heavy, and a quiet stillness settled in, but it felt like the house itself was holding its breath. Daisy was fast asleep in her room, and I should’ve been, too. But I couldn’t shake the weight of everything that had happened.My mind kept replaying the dinner. Nelson’s eyes, full of regret and sorrow. The way Daisy had kept chattering away at him, asking questions about the years he had missed, not giving him any chance to escape her gaze. And then, when the night had ended, when the polite goodbyes had been exchanged, I couldn’t help but feel the unsettling tension that clung to the air between us.I heard a soft knock on my door, followed by it creaking open. I froze. My heart skipped, unsure of who it was. But I knew, even before he stepped in, it was Nelson. His presence was unmistakable.I didn’t have the strength to pretend I wasn’t
AMELIA'S POVThe restaurant was eerily quiet, save for the clinking of glasses and the soft murmur of distant conversations. As we walked in, Daisy pulled ahead, skipping to the rhythm of her excitement. The way she smiled, so effortlessly, filled the space with an energy I hadn’t realized was missing until now. It made me realize how much I had let silence linger in my life, how much I had kept from myself and my daughter, all in the name of protecting her.Nelson and I exchanged barely a glance as we followed Daisy to our table. There was a coolness between us, an invisible wall of unspoken words that neither of us was brave enough to break. But Daisy, with her wide-eyed wonder and boundless curiosity, seemed blissfully unaware. She settled herself in her chair, squirming with excitement.“I don't know… I don't know if it’s okay for me to be here?” she asked Nelson, her voice laced with innocence.Nelson blinked, his mouth slightly ajar. For a moment, he didn’t know how to respond.
AMELIA’S POVThe silence through the drive home clung to the air like thick fog. I couldn't shake off the feeling that something inside me couldn’t be fixed with reason or rest. Every word Isabella said at the police station echoed in my head like the ring of a bell I couldn’t unhear.What was I supposed to do with that kind of information? How was I supposed to believe that my mother did everything she accused her of? My hands were tight on the wheel again, just like earlier, the same ache creeping into my knuckles. The headlights of the cars we passed blurred into streaks of white and red. Beside me, Daisy hugged her knees to her chest, gazing out the window, quiet for a child who had asked at least three times if she could see her father.But then, her soft voice rose again.“Mommy… can I see Daddy now?”I didn’t answer at first because I didn’t know how to. My mouth opened, then closed. I just couldn’t form the words.Her question sat between us like another passenger in the car.
CHAPTER 105Amelia’s POVThe drive to the police station was a blend of silence and invisible weight. I could hardly remember anything aside from the continuous echo of Daisy's voice asking to see her father.My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles ached, but I couldn't let go.I drove to the police station. One of the officers had called me earlier, informing me that Kate and the other woman wanted to talk. What could they possibly say now?Daisy's voice couldn't be unheard as she was mumbling something in the backseat, but my mind was too cloudy to listen properly.When we pulled into the station, I turned to her with a dry smile that barely hid the ache in my chest.“Sweetheart, we’re going to be here for a little while, okay?”She frowned. “Are we seeing the police again?”“Yes, baby.” I stroked her cheek. “I’ll have someone sit with you while I talk to them. It won’t be long,” I promised, giving her the baby look that always made her grin amusingly.She n
CHAPTER 104Amelia’s POVNelson was gone.The door had barely clicked shut behind him, yet the air in my office still felt charged with everything that had just happened. The proposal. The confession about Alex. The way Nelson had looked at me not without any form of arrogance, not with entitlement, but with something similar to sincerity.I should have been relieved that he left.But I wasn’t.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face. My head was pounding, my emotions a tangled mess. It was hard to accept that Nelson, who had once made my life hell, was now standing before me, asking for another chance to make things right.And what was worse? I couldn't doubt nor believe him.Before I could go further into my thoughts, my phone buzzed on the desk. The sound snapped me out of my daze, and I glanced at the screen.ALARM: Pick up Daisy.I exhaled slowly, rubbing my temples. I needed to pick my daughter. She was the only person I needed to focus on for now. I grabbed
AMELIA'S POVThe office felt colder and different than usual. Although the air conditioning was set to the same condition as it had always been. I stared at my desk, barely focusing on the case files in front of me. My fingers tightened around the pen I held, stacks of documents piled in front of me but I couldn't find the strength to write a single word. My head replayed the scenes of everything that had happened in my life in recent days. The impact of it all taking a toll on me.Cynthia had been arrested. The news still felt impossible to believe, it wasn't a dream.Although Kate had confessed that Cynthia played a role in Daisy’s kidnapping, she refused to say anything more and that was making investigations difficult.She had worked for me for more than 3 years. I had trusted her with everything. Daisy had seen her as her second mother, the one she found solace in whenever I was away.I exhaled, letting out a shaky breath, I shut the file in front of me, my eyes blinking as th
AMELIA'S POVI sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel with every fibre of my being. I gripped it so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My heart raced, pounding so hard that I could feel the pulse in my throat. It's been ten minutes since the police had assured me they were on the way, yet they were not here. I glanced outside every other minute, checking to see anything suspicious. I blinked so fast that my eyes almost ached. Despite the air conditioning, balls of sweat gathered on my forehead, a prove of my frustration.As my mind reeled, I glanced outside again, just one more time before I lost my mind, and just as they said, a black police vehicle pulled up, just a few miles away from beside mine.Almost immediately, my phone buzzed in my lap. I snatched it up with shaking hands. The caller ID flashed: Emergency Number, and my breath hitched.I swiped to answer, trying to steady my voice. “Hello?” My voice came out strained, barely above a whisper.“Yeah ma'am. This is th
AMELIA'S POV “Get ready, she's on her way out. Be careful out there." My phone flashed with the message notification from Nelson. I ignited the engine, wound up the glass and was ready. I wore my dark sun glasses. Immediately, I set my eyes on Kate, a feeling of hatred burned within me, and I could swear I would strangle her if she was anywhere near me. Then, she took a taxi and slumped into the back seat, and just like that, I drove after the car. ‘Are you trailing the right path, Amelia?’ a voice asked in my head. There was no answer, I didn't know. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing or not. Nelson had suddenly came and convinced me into believing that he was after my interest. Not that I totally believed him, but I had been playing along. Wanting to know what his true intentions are. And now? I had gone too far to back down. Now I seemed to be working with his command. He had arranged this meeting with Kate as a subtle way of getting her arrested. Accor
NELSON'S POV“There's an update now. There's an emergency and I need to see you right away.”Did that even convey the urgency enough?"What's that? Go ahead please,” Kate's voice came from the other end, a bit shaky and tensed. Now I had gotten the right spot on."It's not safe to speak out here,” I whispered. "It would be better we meet again. Same spot as yesterday afternoon.”"I don't think I have the time now. We should talk about it on the phone,” she retorted, her voice sharp and commanding, leaving no room for a counter suggestion."See you have to listen to me,” I pressed further. " Amelia is on her way to the police right now and she's arresting everyone she think might have a hand in the kidnap.”"But I didn't kidnap her daughter…how does that even concern me?" She was trying to hold her voice together but I could sense the lapses, the emotional void left by her shaky voice.I sighed, frustration taking a toll on me. Why was it so difficult to convince her? I mustered eve