Chapter 12 - The Interuption - Multiple POVs
Trevor’s POV
The joy in the room vanishes, replaced by a cold, suffocating tension that makes my jaw ache. I freeze, my expression shifting from hard-won happiness to a sour, twisted mask of fury.
Emily shifts in the doorway, a vision of high-society perfection in her designer suit. She exudes a flawless, 'old money' vibe that feels entirely at odds with the flour-dusted warmth of the kitchen we had just left. The look on her face is bitterly condescending.
"Why are you here?" I demand, my voice dropping to a dangerous low.
I glance at the girls. They look visibly shaken by the sudden appearance of the woman who had abandoned them. Mia doesn't hesitate; she scrambles into Freya’s lap, wrapping her small arms tightly around Freya’s neck as i
