Searching for my Identity

Prologue part 3

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He would have paid any sum to get his child healthy and cheerful back again. Of course, Logan and Rory had informed the FBI immediately, shortly after they had found out that Norah was kidnapped.But those people hadn't really been able to give them much hope. After a year and a half, the investigation was concluded, although Logan had fought violently against it. He had begged the FBI not to give up the search, but they refused stubbornly.

Logan opened his eyes again and saw from a distance Rory, who was just approaching him. He put the photo back in his purse, closed it, and took it back into the pocket of his black jacket.

After a few minutes, Rory came to the bank, biting nervously on her lips, and breathed deeply again. "Logan? Breakfast is ready." She said and tried to suppress her feelings, which were just building up inside her. "I'm not hungry," Logan replied, slightly annoyed and turning his gaze back to the almost cloudless sky.

"Come on, Logan, Jakey is waiting for you" she tried again to convince her husband. "No, Rory, I don't want to come right now" he contradicted her once more and tried his best to keep calm.

"Sometimes you're really selfish. Think about Nathalie. Today is her big day and she can't use a bad-tempered father today." , she murmured angrily, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

As she walked along the long corridor, she had to think about Logan's behavior. Rory understood that Logan wanted to be alone on that day but she feared that her husband could fall in a big hole again.

"Mommy?", Asked Jacob. "I'm coming." She smiled at him and followed her son, who was looking around the hall.

"Where's daddy? Isn't he hungry?", Jacob asked, looking at his mother questioningly. Rory took a deep breath and get down to her knees to look into his bright, warm brown eyes.

"Jake, you know daddy is a little sad today, but I'm sure he'll come. Do you want to wake up your sisters?" She smiled at him and stroked his cheek.

"Yes, that's a good idea mommy!" He nodded mischievously, grinning, and ran up the stairs. Rory looked sadly at her son and sighed. She would be so glad if she could be guided by her heart to forget the pain, which put her soul in chains.

It wasn't easy for her to be guided by her heart. She had forgotten it since Noraha's disappearance. Of course, she had tried to get back to her old life, which also took some time, but every time she saw a picture or was thinking about memories from Norah when she was a little baby, it nearly broke her heart in millions of pieces.

Rory took a deep breath and ran out of the house without worrying about wasting any thought that the pancakes were getting cold.

With tearful eyes, she went down the stairs and suddenly felt two warm hands snaking around her hip. She also knew without looking up, that it was Logan.

"What's going on?" He asked worriedly.

"It's because of her Logan. All the emotions are coming back again. I don't know what I should do. I..I miss her so much" she began to cry bitterly, leaning her head against his shoulder. Logan had to smile a bit now, even if it wasn't the best time.

"Oh, Ace.."He murmured, pulling her into his arms, gently stroking her hair and whispering unimportant things in her ear.

After a little reassurance, Rory raised her head a bit higher and looked directly into his eyes. Logan smiled lightly, then hesitantly moved his hand and lifted the chin from his wife. A beautiful blue hit a warm, gentle chocolate brown.
The two people, who were still sitting in the same position on the stairs of the large estate, were almost completely unaware of the Environment.  Nobody wanted to disturb this precious moment with any kind of gibberish or unnecessary comments.