My Ever After

Chapter Twenty Two

I am broken. It has been about a week now and my baby still hasn't been found. I cry every morning and cry myself to sleep. I am drained and exhausted and heartbroken. The one thing in this world I did not want to lose was my daughter and yet I did. I don't blame Trent's mom. I know she blames herself, but I don't. I don't even know how someone got into the secure gates of the Masters house. Today was no different. I still had thoughts running through my mind.

"Did anyone hear anything yet?"

I saw everyone shake their head no. I wanted to scream, but I just nodded and walked back to the room. I just wanted my baby girl. She has been away from me for a week with some unknown person and she is probably scared and crying and that thought just broke my heart even more. 

I got in the shower and just stood there for an hour. I was frozen. I was numb. I couldn't go on like this any more. I knew the police were doing all that they could, but I was at my wits end. I got dressed and went to leave.

"Where are you going Lizzy?" Rylan asked.

"I am going to find my daughter.  I know it is the polices job, but I need to get out and do something. She is out there and probably scared to death and  I can't just sit here and do nothing."

"Elizabeth."

"Rylan. I think it is best if we let her go." Trent said.

Did I forget to mention that? Trent has been staying here for the past week in case we get any news. It was nice of him to be here and be involved in it. It shows me that he really wants this and is trying to prove himself. I had to give it to him. He was getting back in my good graces.

"I don't think we should just let her go out there by herself. What is she runs into trouble?"

"Then let's go with her. Honestly, if she stays cooped up in this house any longer she might lose her mind."

"Fine. We will go with her."

They grabbed their jackets and followed me out. I started walking around the neighborhood asking if anyone had seen anything. Each answer was that no-one saw anything or they weren't home. I didn't want to say I was losing hope, but I could feel it slipping.

I had been out for hours asking around and seeing if I could get any information. Sadly, I did not get anything. I was done with the day. I walked back to the house like a zombie. When I got there I saw the mailbox open. I went to check the mail and in there was a single letter.

Poor poor Elizabeth. I bet right now you are missing your dearest little Emmie. I have good news. She is doing fine. Other than constantly whining for her mother. I have a offer for you. Meet me at Littleman Pier at 6 pm tomorrow night. I will have Emmie with me. Come alone and listen to what I have to say and then you can have Emmie back.

See you then.

So now someone has decided to speak up after a week. I have a feeling that it is because Emmie is annoying them. Something that they probably didn't realize about little kids. I walked into the house and went straight to Rylan and Trent and showed them.

"You cannot go. Obviously. They might try something."

"This is my daughter we are talking about. I am going!"

"Okay, okay. You just need some back up."

"Fine." 

Later that night we went over the plan. I just wanted to get my daughter back. That was the only thing that I was focused on. I went to bed that night praying that my daughter would be fine. 

I woke up the next day and went about my business as normal. If whoever took Emmie was watching I didn't want to tip them off. I had to keep my cool even though on the inside I was dying. I couldn't go to work because my office was still being remodeled so I worked from my computer wherever I could. I felt a little more relaxed today. By the time I made it back to the Masters residence I was ready to go and meet my little girl and this person.