Chapter Six: Emily's POV

I sighed as I sat on the bed. I noticed Daniel’s uncomfortable face when he saw that I wasn’t willing to have any conversation but there was nothing I could do, chitchats wasn’t what I was here for and I couldn't pretend that everything was alright between us.

My sadness resurfaced and tears dropped from my eyes when my mind started to the reason that brought me back here. They had not been gone for up to two days yet, but I felt like a part of me had disappeared.

I wanted my kids back, and not to make up with him. I stood up and started feeling agitated. I wondered about any possible person that might want to see me upset and the only thing they could think of was to steal my kids from me.

My kids were my all. They were all that mattered to me, and whoever took them from me knew that fact but there was no one I could think of.

I sighed and wiped my eyes. Almost immediately, a knock sounded at the door

“Who is it?” I asked.

“It’s me, Daniel.” I heard Daniel say in response.

I wiped my tears again and took a deep breath, wondering what he was doing in front of my bedroom. I really was in no mood for small talk. I opened the door and found him holding two cups of tea.

“I knew you would have trouble sleeping. You always had trouble sleeping back then whenever you were stressed. So I came with a cup of chamomile tea.” He said, a nervous look on his face.

I looked at him for a few seconds, before taking the chamomile tea from his hands,

“I really don’t think I would be comfortable sleeping not knowing if my kids are safe. I just want my kids back with me, and until that happens, I might not be able to sleep without worrying.”

He nodded, his eyes softening as he looked at me tenderly. I shifted my gaze away from his intense stare.

“Can I come in? Or do you want us to talk outside?” He asked and I shut my eyes.

The last thing I wanted right now was for us to have a conversation. I just needed some rest, and I will continue the search for my kids.

“I’m sorry, Daniel. I really am not in the mood for catching up or side talks. Please I hope you understand. Thanks for the tea.” I said and he nodded.

“I understand you. Please just get some rest and drink the chamomile tea.” He walked away, looking a bit defeated.

I took a sip of the chamomile tea and smiled at the fact that he still remembered a little about me. I briefly wondered if he thought about me all these past years.

What would it have been like living with Daniel and the kids? Would the kids have been taken? I sighed and started to succumb to the sleep that was coming over me.

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“Hi Em.” I heard Daniel say as I walked into the dining the next morning. I looked around and saw Emma, Helen and Victor. I nodded and sat beside Victor.

“Are you okay? Your eyes look swollen.” Victor asked as he held my cheeks affectionately and stared at my face.

I blushed under his hands and looked at Daniel. He was visibly upset, and even though I wanted to stop Victor, I wanted him to have a taste of his own medicine. I gently removed my face from Victor’s palms.

“I am obviously not okay. Barely managed to get some sleep last night. I’m worried sick.” I answered his question and he nodded, taking my hands in his.

“Have they eaten? They both have food allergies. If they eat food that might trigger their allergies…Oh the moon goddess.” I was getting hysterical now thinking about it. I wiped the tears gathering in my eyes and urged myself to remain positive.

“Don’t worry too much. We shall find the kids, Em. Nothing is going to be happen to them. Okay” Victor tried to calm me down, still holding my hands.

I sighed tiredly

“Such a drama queen. Disgusting.” Emma muttered from the side where she sat and all our focus was drawn to her.

“What did you just say to me?” I asked and she looked up at me with fierce eyes. She dropped her spoon and looked up at me.

“I called your sob drama disgusting. It just shows that you are an attention seeker and I’m not wiling to sit for it. This whole kidnapped children still looks like a sham to me, and a well plotted plan to take my husband’s attention off me, but I am not willing to sit for it.” She huffed, I glared at her and then at Daniel.

Was this the insecure brat he left me for?

“Listen up, Emma or whatever it is you call yourself. I am not the least bit interested in taking your husband’s attention from you. He is my ex, and currently he is nothing more than just a man my children has as a father.”

“Personally, I would have preferred to find my children without his help, cause I didn’t even want him involved in their lives. But I need his help, even though I hate it so much, Okay?” I continued and she looked away from me.

“So while I am here trying to figure out how to get my kids back and return to my daily life where I don’t have to see the both of you’s faces, please stay out of my way. Do not mistake my outburst about my children, just because you are jealous of the fact that you have been married to him for five years without kids!” my tone wad filled with anger as I walked away from the dinning room.

I was raging mad. I couldn’t believe she would think I was here to steal Daniel from her. What would I gain in taking a man who had rejected me and chosen her because he felt I was weak?

“I cant believe that woman! She is so rude and immature that its almost disgusting.” Helen said and I didn't disagree with her. She and Victor left with me after the whole fiasco.

I had expected this kind of outburst. I even feared that she might do something to my kids, that’s why I kept it hidden all these years.

“Any news from the police department yet?” I asked Victor and he shook his head.

“Nothing yet. They seemed to have vanished without a trace. The police said they have tried the methods they can use to find them, but it seems so difficult to trace them.” He replied.

Tears threatened to sting my eyes again.

“I know who can help us find them.” We heard Daniel's voice at the doorway and turned to face him.