Emma’s POV
I dial the phone number, hoping someone can answer the phone.
No one answers.
I dial the number again, the third time, the fourth time...
Still, no one answers the phone.
A sad tear runs down my cheek. Jordy angles my chin up to his and wipes it away, the soft brush of his thumb wrapping me in warmth and contentment.
When I finally have a chance to hear my family's voice, a devastating response destroys my heart, I feel heartbroken.
No one answers the phone.
My biological family doesn't want anything to do with me... My soul is immediately crushed. Am I not good enough? Am I such a disappointment to them?
The feeling of confusion, anger, and sadness fills my heart, I start to wonder where I truly belong in this world.
"Sorry, I need some fresh air," I run out of the ro
