JESSICA'S POV ~
I made sure my face was thoroughly dried and cleaned of every evidence of my breakdown before I entered into the dining room.
"Here... I made pasta with meatballs, please do tell me if you love it," Emma announced, scooping a portion to my plate before going ahead to serve the kids.
Mina was chewing an apple, and I wondered if my little girl loved apples.
Emma turned to serve the kids, and their eyes were fixated on their plates instead. "Hope everyone enjoys their meals."
Keagan, who was busy on his phone, didn't reply, neither did I.
I picked up the fork, playing with the pasta, and couldn't help but narrow my eyes at the meal, wondering if it was poisoned.
But she wouldn't do that, would she? She just served the same meal to my kids and her beloved Keagan.
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