Elsa's POV
I walk forward to my children. However, they hide behind Amelia. They don't want to walk forward towards me. I cannot let her win. I cannot let Ryan see that the children don't want anything to do with me. This b***h must not think that she can take my place in this bag and in the hearts of my children and Ryan. I walk forward firmly. I will pull them away from her if I have to. The triplets are three brats. Ryan and this b***h must have spoiled him rotten. I never wanted children. I don't know why I let Ryan convince me to have children when we were still married.
"Come on, come to Mommy. I brought you something. Don't you want to see what I brought you?" I say. I'm trying hard not to lose my patience with these brats. Once I have run back, I am going to send them away. I do
