Emily’s POV
The moment my phone rang, my heart skipped a beat. The house was too quiet, and the unease in my chest grew with every passing second as I fumbled to answer the call. My voice trembled as I spoke. “Lila?”
“Hey, Emily,” she answered brightly, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside me.
“How are the babies?” I asked, skipping pleasantries. My twins had just turned a year old, and any mention of them tugged at every maternal nerve in my body.
“They’re fine,” she said casually. “They went to bed a while ago. The nanny took them back to their rooms since.”
I closed my eyes, my stomach twisting. Something didn’t feel right. “Lila, can you go check on them for me? Right now?” I tried to keep my voice steady, but the urgency was impossible to mask.
There was a long pause o
