Amelia's POV

I walked into the apartment. I was still feeling uneasy and disappointed. The atmosphere calmed my nerves a little, but I was never the same.

Eleanor was lying on the sofa, all her attention was on the movie she was watching. She didn't notice when I walked behind her and went to Aiden's bedroom.

As I opened the door, I saw Aiden playing on his play mat. He had a drawing sheet and watercolors.

Something tugged hard at my heart, combined with the crushing relief I felt when I saw Aiden was safe and okay.

I rushed and sat with him on the mat and pulled him into...