Eric’s POV It’s been six weeks. Six long weeks since my girls are not at home. This damn place it’s not a home anymore, just a house. The silence is deafening. Even the plants look sad in this place now. I miss my daughter so much. She is the light of my life. Her laughter brings the biggest joy in my boring days. Whenever I am tired or stressed out, that’s where I find my inner peace. At least I get to spend time with her. That’s why I have been very punctual with every appointment we set. Khloe, on the other side, is a different type of absence. I barely get to see her anymore. Even though we work together we practically don’t see each other anymore. It seems like she has been avoiding me these weeks. For instance, the last time I saw her was two weeks ago when I went to pick up Emma.

