Emily's POVEverything was too calm, and it worried me. Paul hadn't left yet, raising even more suspicions that maybe he was watching us from afar, ready to attack at the right moment. I was happy, and the next moment I was sad and worried; my mood swings were killing me. Also, I couldn't be alone after Luke managed to escape. If it was indeed my father behind it all, he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted, and it's not very comforting to know that whatever he wanted involved the death of my daughter.How good it is to call her that and not just a baby. Tyler wasn't very happy that the name was Rachel, but since I was little, I dreamed that if I ever had a daughter, her name would be Rachel, like my doll. Cliché? Ah, who cares. I liked Rachel."You look terrible," Caroline entered the kitchen where I was eating caramel ice cream."Thank you very much; I'm feeling rejuvenated," I sarcastically replied."Oh, Emily, you have to go out more; you have to have fun," she said, scooping

**Emily POV**My heart was racing; I didn't know what to do. What if I told Tyler, and it made things worse? And who could it be? Does Paul know where I am, or does he?Damn it! Whoever left this might be connected to Ethan's death. How did someone manage to get in here? Someone very close! Who could that person be?What if they were still in the house? It wasn't possible since there were only me, Tyler, Justin, Caroline, and Emma, who should have returned from her trip to visit her niece.How would I know what to do? How could I do anything being pregnant?I can't put myself at risk, and whoever left this here knows our every move and knew we would be at Ethan's funeral. And how could I sleep knowing there's a psychopath nearby?Tyler entered the room; I impulsively hid the letter under the pillow."You should rest a bit; it was stressful," he said passing by me."Is stress the only thing you feel after losing your friend?" I asked, raising my eyebrows."And tiredness," he said witho

**Emily POV:**I was in the living room with Justin and Caroline when Tyler passed by us and left without giving any explanation. He was probably going to get drunk and either show up tomorrow or spend the night with some random woman.It doesn't matter; I don't care anymore. Who am I trying to fool anyway? Of course, I cared. It was my man going out to sleep with other women thanks to my impulsiveness and because I wasn't good enough anymore.I know I'm wrong to think this way. It's not my fault. Of course not. The sound of a message on the phone indicated it was Caroline's. She picked it up, read something, and got up, grabbing her purse."Sorry, love, I have to go," she said, kissing Justin on the forehead. "And Emily, take care." She winked at me and left immediately."Looks like it's just the two of us," Justin said, looking at me with a discouraged expression."Yeah, seems like it," I agreed, not much different from him."You and Tyler were so loud; we heard everything. Don't be

**Emily POV:**"So, how's the baby?" Luke asked, breaking the silence between us."Great, not thanks to you," I said, smiling ironically."So, it's a girl? She'll be very pretty if she takes after her mother."What the hell does he think he's doing?"Stop looking at Tyler," I said, trying to coordinate my steps."I'm looking at what's mine!" I blurted out the first thing that came to mind, and he laughed as soon as he heard the words coming out of my mouth."You two must have a very tumultuous relationship.""Yeah."Short and to the point."You didn't tell him about the letter, did you?" I almost stopped dancing when I heard that."It's you, isn't it?" I questioned."No, I'm with your father. And just like the person from the letter watches you, so do we.""So, my father really tried to kill my daughter.""Don't worry, that's out of the question now.""Who put the letter there?""We don't know.""Great, Luke, now I'm going back to Tyler. I'm tired," I said, letting go, and then he pul

Emily POVAfter leaving the mall, I didn't even go back to the bank to see Caroline; I was so nervous that I ran back home.I was apprehensive because tomorrow I would have to do all of that alone, and I barely knew where to start."Emily? Where were you? Caroline called five times," Emma confronted me as soon as I entered the house."I got distracted with these things, didn't even notice time passing. I went to the bank again, and she wasn't there," and the award for the best liar goes to..."We almost called Tyler," she said, stepping away and leaving me completely alone.I was thinking about Tyler; I really wanted to tell him about the letter, but I can't risk it. First, I had to find out who wrote it.[...]"Take care," I said, sealing our lips once again."Everything will be fine; take care of our little one. Tomorrow night, I'll be back," Tyler said, already crossing the door. I waved once again and then closed it."Don't start crying, huh?" Justin said, sending me a playful smi