Axel’s POV:
Breakfast at home was sacred. No matter how chaotic my world became, mornings were reserved for my angel. I could count on one hand the number of times I’d missed breakfast with her, and each of those instances had been unavoidable. Today was no different. Sea sat across from me, swinging her legs under the table, her soft giggles making the chaos of my life seem far away. I poured syrup over her pancakes, watching her eyes light up as she grinned up at me.
"Is Avery still not back?" she asked, her small melodic to my ear
My heart sank. Not this again. I forced a warm smile, trying to reassure her. "No, baby girl. But don't worry, everything will be okay."
She looked up at me with big, innocent eyes. "Daddy, you can find her! Try looking for her!" Her faith in me was both
