Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 44

Christiana’s POV.

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I jolted awake to a deafening explosion, the kind that makes your heart stop dead in your chest. My mind was slow to catch up..

my body was already moving, filled by a primal fear I hadn’t felt in years. The house shook violently, and a moment later, the smell of smoke hit me like a slap in the face.

“Oh God, no,” I gasped, throwing the covers off. I barely made it out of bed before the shrill sound of alarms filled the air.

I ran toward the door, but as soon as I stepped into the hallway, I was met with chaos. Flames were already licking up the walls, putting a hellish glow that made everything look like a scene from a nightmare. The heat was unbearable, the air thick with smoke that made it nearly impossible to breathe.

“Mommy!” Ethan’s scream cut through the noise like a knife. I sprinted towards the sound, ignoring the searing pain as I Twisted my ankle on the debris scattered across the floor. My heart pounded in my chest as I reached the kids‘ room, practically kicking the door open.

The sight of them standing there, wide–eyed and terrified, broke me. Emma was clutching her brother’s hand so tightly her knuckles were white. The room was filling with smoke fast, and I knew we didn’t have much time.

“Mommy, what’s happening? Emma cried, tears streaming down her face.

“I’m here, babies. I’m here,” I managed to say, forcing calm into my voice despite the sheer terror clawing at my throat. I grabbed their hands, pulling them towards me. “We have to get out of here. Now

But the hallway was already a blazing inferno. The fire had spread throughout the house with terrifying speed, like something out of a nightmare. The heat was so intense that it felt like my skin was burning, and every breath was a struggle against the thick, acrid smoke that clawed at my lungs. I could barely think, but I knew I had to get the kids out of here, no matter what

to keep my voice steady. My mind was racing, desperately searching for a way out. The main staircase was out of the question–engulfed in flames. I could hear the panicked shouts of the staff and the

whimpered, his small body trembling

I need you to be brave for me, okay? We’re going to

I dragged them toward it, my injured ankle screaming in protest with every step. The kids clung to me, their faces pale and tear–streaked. I could

why is this happening?” Emma asked, her voice

we’re going to be okay. I promise,” I lied, because the truth was, I had no idea if we would

and I practically shoved them ahead of me. “Go, go! Don’t look

wasn’t on fire–yet. I forced myself to move faster, ignoring the searing pain in my ankle. The sounds of the house

Every second felt like an eternity, but somehow, we made it to the ground floor. The door to the outside was just ahead, but flames were licking at its edges. I

us, blocking our path. The kids screamed, and I pulled them back, frantically looking for another way out. The fire was everywhere now, roaring like a living

his face smeared with ash and blood. He grabbed the kids from me, lifting them up into his arms. “I’ll get them out!

moving on autopilot.

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the pain in my ankle now a dull throb. And a guard had fear etched on his face as he quickly caught

my ankle intensified. I couldn’t afford to collapse now. Not with my kids still

me. Together, we limped out into the

me. I wanted to rush over and hold them,

cried, breaking away from the guard to run to me. Emma followed, tears streaming down