"Emmalyn's POV"
“Till I find the truth, I would be needing a name to address you both,” I uttered as if their words meant nothing for me.
Honestly speaking, I believed them. But, there’s this feeling inside my heart I shouldn’t get carried away with the love of family or any such emotion as the situation was terrifying.
Unknowingly, I had got many enemies who could take the advantage of it and use them as bait.
“I’m Abraham and she is my wife Greta,” the man spoke.
“As I might need it in the future for investigation purposes, can I get your surname?” Withdrawing my gaze from the man, I inquired.
“Smith...,” Abraham couldn’t add further as a sound of glasses getting scattered hit our ears.
“Fvck! They are here,” I cursed due to the sudden shock I got. But when I remembered the
