Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 168

Christiana’s POV.

I paced the length of the hotel suite, clutching my phone so tightly I thought it might crack. My chest felt heavy, like something was pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. My tears wouldn’t stop falling, dripping onto the phone as I dialed number after number. Every call seemed to end the same way…no answers, no leads, no hope.

“Please, God,” I whispered shakily, rubbing my forehead with my free hand. “Please, just let them be safe.

I dialed the police station again, my fingers trembling. The officer on the other end sounded tired, uninterested, like this was just another case in their endless pile of work.

“We’re doing all we can, ma’am,” he said, his tone too calm for my liking.

“That’s not good enough!” I snapped, my voice breaking. “You need to do more! My children are out there….God knows where….and you’re telling me to wait until morning to question Bianca? Are you serious?!”

“We understand your frustration, ma’am, but we can’t act without…”

I hung up before he could finish. I couldn’t take the calm, almost robotic way he spoke. My kids were missing, and I felt like I was the only one losing my mind over it.

My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands. My sobs were silent, but they wracked my entire body. It was too much. The thought of Ethan and Emma somewhere alone, scared, or worse… dead. I couldn’t even finish the thought without feeling like I was going to break apart completely.

The phone buzzed in my hand, and I nearly dropped it. Seeing Alex’s name on the screen brought a wave of relief, but it was quickly swallowed by the weight of everything else. I swiped to answer.

“Alex,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Christiana, have you heard anything?” His voice was strained, almost unrecognizable.

“No,” I choked out. “Nothing. The police… they’re useless. They’re saying they’ll bring Bianca in tomorrow. Tomorrow, Alex! Tomorrow might be too late!”

“I know,” he said, his voice quieter now, like he was trying to keep me calm. “I’ve called in every favor I can think of. People are looking for them, Christiana. We’ll find them.”

His words should have reassured me, but they didn’t. I could hear the worry in his voice, the same fear I was drowning in. “What if-” I couldn’t finish the sentence. My voice cracked, and the tears came harder.

“They’re going to be okay,” Alex interrupted firmly. “We’re going to find them, I swear to you.”

I shook my head, even though he couldn’t see me. “You don’t know that, Alex. You don’t. What if they’re hurt? What if they’re crying right now, calling for me, and I’m not there? I’m their mother! I should have been there! This is my fault!”

“Don’t do that,” he said, his voice hardening. “This isn’t your fault, Christiana. None of this is. Focus on the kids, not blaming yourself.”

I wiped my face with the back of my hand, sniffling. “I can’t even think straight, Alex. I haven’t eaten, I haven’t-”

“Stop,” he said quickly. “Don’t do that to yourself, You need to stay strong for them, okay? They need their mom to hold it together right now.”

I didn’t reply. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy.

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“Christiana, I mean it. Promise me you’ll eat something. Even if it’s just water. You can’t fall apart.”

“I’ll try,” I mumbled, knowing full well I wouldn’t.

back,” he said after a pause. “Stay

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big, too quiet, too empty. I thought I’d feel

and scrolled through my contacts, trying to think of someone else I could call. Someone who might have

my heart racing. I rushed to open it, only to find one of the hotel staff standing there with

service, ma’am,” she said with

said quickly, my

and some tea. The gentleman you’re staying with

Alex.

and my stomach churned. I hadn’t eaten all day, but the

The tea was steaming, the food arranged neatly on the plate, but it all looked like

I clenched my fists, willing myself to

to no one. “I promise, Ethan. Emma.

I snatched it up,

“Alex?”

said, frustration clear in his voice. “But I’m

whispered,

find them, Christiana. Do you hear

the

the chair, staring at the untouched food in front of me. My hands were trembling again, and I clenched them

like an hour, every silence like a scream. I couldn’t do this. I

were out there somewhere, and I was stuck here,

on the table, the vibration rattling the tray of untouched food. My stomach twisted as I grabbed it, hoping for news from Alex or the police. But the screen didn’t show a

My heart sank.

a moment, then opened

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want to see them again, come by yourself. Tell anyone, including their father, and you’ll never

of panic shot through me, my entire body trembling. I read the message again, hoping I’d misunderstood, but the

typed back quickly, my fingers shaking so badly I could

whatever you want. Just don’t

came almost

‘Answer the call.’

it, my phone started ringing again. The private number.

voice barely

sounded like an old man, but something about it

tears streaming down my face. My voice cracked as I spoke, desperation spilling out

snapped, cold and unforgiving. “You’ll come alone.

cried, clutching the phone so tightly it hurt.

to the end. Stop at

“What if—”

me,” the voice growled. “You want