Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 85

Her assistant promised to start searching as soon as possible. Till then Emma closed all the curtains so that even a small crack was not available for poking eyes. In her home, she acted very cautiously and she knew each step and every movement "catches other's attraction. While getting breakfast for her kids, she thought of Jaden. He hadn't called or messaged her since yesterday and had been avoiding her. The silence was a heavy weight on her, filling her chest with a sense of foreboding she couldn't shake off. Jaden had been her anchor in so many ways-a friend who stood by her when others had turned away. She cherished his presence in her life more than words could say, and she wouldn't bear losing him.

But deep inside, at that very moment, she knew she had made a mistake. She should have let him know in advance. Her reasons for not being able to do so included threats, leaks, and attempts at minimizing risks, but by not telling him, she had caused him further pain. She put the breakfast tray aside, reached for her phone, and typed another message: "Good morning, Jaden. Plz pick my

calls. Let's talk."

Her fingers hovered above the screen as she hit send. She stared at the message, hoping and praying for a reply to come through. She could not stand this rift between them, especially now, when she needed his presence more than ever.

Emma set her phone down and leaned against the kitchen counter, closing her eyes for a moment. The weight of the last 24 hours pressed down on her, threatening to pull her under. Between Emily's condition, Ethan's health, the media frenzy, and now Jaden's silence, it felt as though the world was collapsing around her.

She straightened up, took a deep breath, and plunged her attention into making breakfast, forcing herself back to small, tangible

of his silence. Inside her heart was screaming for reassurance so much, though for the kids, she put up a face. All she could now do was wait and hope he would find it in his

her.

of furious comments and headlines regarding Adam Hershel. The Internet had blown up overnight, the world was cursing him a monster. Terms such as "criminal," "heartless," and "danger to society" flooded the comment section of every article. Protesters were at

was twisting her stomach into knots She hadn't wanted things to get so completely out of hand. All she'd intended was to make

she had done began to hit her. It would only be a matter of time before someone made the connection between her and Adam Hershel. The threads of their association may have been slight, but they were still there, hanging precariously in the open

window, her eyes darting around nervously as though someone might already be out there, waiting to expose her. The possibilities spun before her

That's not going to happen. I won't let it happen

her heels clicking shly on the floor. Her head was a turbulent

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