Emmett's POV
I hurried with the feeding. I wanted to get home to my wife. It feels great saying that. Being married used to be something I was dreading, but now? It was something I enjoyed. Something I loved and cherished. I smiled and ran into the house. I expected to see Mia waiting for me at the door like usual. But she wasn't. Something was wrong.
"Honey?" I yelled loudly. Nothing. Not a sound. Was she not here? Did something go wrong. I raced into the Music room, where I last seen her. She wasn't here either. Gazing the room, I looked for something out of place. I spotted a piece of paper on the keys of the piano. Slowly, I picked it up. Emmett was written across the front of it. I unfolded it, worried about what was placed inside of it. Looking down, Amelia's writing was placed on it.
Emmett,
I love you, Emmett. Do not ever forget that. No matter what you think or what you read, do not think twice about that. Two days ago, I got a letter. A letter from an old acquaintance. It threatened you and myself. Threats appointed to me are things I can handle. But threats that are appointed towards you? Those worry me. These threats can be carried out. I will not allow them. I had to leave. Not because I wanted too, but because I had too. I could not allow you to get hurt. In my life, with all my enemies, loving you is like walking on glass. I never know when you are going to break. You are the most valuable thing that walks this Earth. I cannot allow you to get hurt.
So, do not come looking for me. You will only come up empty handed or hurt in the process. I am doing this because I love you. I can not allow you to face my demons. You will only lose and I cannot protect us both. If we was in that position, know that your life would come before my own. I love you and this does not change that. We will never see each other again, no matter how much I wish too. It will not happen. You need to move on. Forget about me. There is someone out there that is better for you than me. Goodbye, Emmett. Forever.
Ich Liebe Dich,
Amelia
Once those words registered, I hit the ground. She's gone? She's really gone? I sobbed dryly. I growled and pulled the letter to my chest. I will not let her go without a fight. I leapt up and took in a deep breath. Two scents hit my nose. One was Amelia's and the other was foreign. That didn't matter. All that mattered was finding Amelia and bringing her back. I took off in the direction of the scent. It was long gone, but I can manage. I will manage anything to find her.