Chapter 92

Linda’s POV

Sometimes, Emma made me wish I never had any more children. She could be so much trouble herself.

Lily’s death was really hard on her. She’d barely eaten anything for three days, and while Mark said to let her cool off I was still deeply worried about her.

I loved Mark, but he’s not exactly one I’d take parenting advice from.

“What if she never wants to talk to me anymore?” I cried on his shoulders one day.

“You know that cannot be true,” He assured me, “Not in a million years. Emma would always need you, just like me, and everyone else in fact.” He added.

She wasn’t acting like it anymore. The few things I knew about her these days were from Chase.

And he too was getting tired of me.

“I don’t know, I don’t know anymore.” I cried.

“I don’t like seeing you like this.” Mark said, wiping the tears off my eyes. “Do I talk to her?” He asked me.

I would literally take any help or assistance I could get. There w