Hello, Sabrina
Sabrina's POV
Things fell apart.
As always, I followed my routine of being a proper housewife when I had no Luna duties to deal with for the day, so I stayed home baking. I had gotten so used to Marcie that being without her now made me physically sick, even though she was out to hurt me.
Or was it the pregnancy and the multiple, exhausting appointments? Mom tried her best to hang out but it wasn't the same. I was still so bored out of my mind.
All I just wanted to do today was to hang out with my kids, so I waited patiently for them to arrive. Having spent the whole day in restlessness and tiredness, hanging out with them felt like a wise decision, so I waited.
I even monitored the driver that was going to pick them up and watched as the car left the mansion like a creep. I knew I was changing but I couldn't stop it, and it wasn't me.
After a while I began to pace across the living room, waiting. I felt sudden discomfort so I ran to the bathroom to throw up. It was getting harder to hide this pregnancy at this point.
It was weird, my premonition. It caused me to channel my thoughts towards my kids and be extra interested and particular about today, as if it felt and knew something was going to happen to them today, something bad.
And nothing was more correct, but all at my expense. Those kids were my life.
Nothing prepared me for when bodyguards rushed in and told me that my kids had gone missing.
About three of them came up to break the sad news and somehow, it felt as if I had already known but it still left a hole in my heart. I still felt shattered.
“Luna! Luna! The twins…they've gone missing!” They broke the news, their voices full of alarm.
All I felt around me was panic and the tightening of my chest. They were bodyguards! Why were they telling me instead of looking for my kids, except they had already searched everywhere, so they came here.
It couldn't be true. I almost passed out, so I staggered but they reached me on time and guided me to a couch to sit, but I didn't want to sit. I couldn't think nor reason. Nothing was making sense.
“Who took them? How did they suddenly go missing? What happened? Where's the driver?” I raged, holding in my panic and tears. No, my kids were fine. They had to be. Someone just had to tell me that I was dreaming or that this was all an accident.
They could even tell me that they were pranking me all this time and I would've not had issues with it. I just wanted my kids, that's all.
“He's downstairs.”
Why the hell was he not up here, explaining himself?
“Bring him right here this instant!” I thundered.
I finally sank into the couch, trying to calm my breathing before the driver came in, and I tried to speak calmly too because this was the first time it ever happened but I was still boiling.
“What happened? Tell me exactly what happened.” I ordered.
“I'm so sorry Luna–”
“Just tell me what happened. Just tell me.” It almost felt like a chant at this point as I was beginning to lose my mind.
“I arrived as usual and waited for them to be brought to the car. When they took an unusual amount of time and were still not in the car, I had to go by myself to find out what the issue was..”
“Go on.”
“I was just told a woman picked them up. A young woman, a brunette and when they asked for proof, she showed them text messages between the two of you.”
Fuck.
“How is that possible! You didn't believe that, did you?” I couldn't believe my ears. My driver was trying not to tremble but I could tell he was terrified, and that scared me even more.
“No Luna, but I decided to rush down here to confirm and I guess, they aren't here!”
“She kidnapped my kids!” I felt like trauma was rewriting myself back into my life. The night Kyle took over my life forcefully. He destroyed my house, kidnapped my kids, kidnapped me and tied me up. Even with all the trauma, even then, things were different. I knew he would never touch a hair on their head, but this person, whoever she was–
And then it hit me.
“Oh my Gosh. Laura took my kids. Laura took my kids! It's her, it's only her!”
I couldn't stop panicking. She hates me, I couldn't imagine what she would do to my kids or where she took them to.
“Laura?” The driver asked. When I came back to my senses and saw that he was still here, I ordered him to leave and rushed to call Kyle immediately.
He picked up on the first ring.
“Sabrina, I'm already on my way back–”
“The kids are gone!” I screamed into the phone. Silence welcomed me for a split second.
“What? What are you saying? Gone where? What do you mean?” His voice was controlled, but I could still feel hints of fear in it.
“Laura took them! She took the kids Kyle. She has finally pushed me to the wall! Do whatever you must, find her and find my kids! Kyle I'm scared, please help me. Nothing can happen to them!”
“Calm down. Just be calm. She probably did it for attention. I doubt she would hurt them. Soon she'll tell us what she wants and after this call, I will go into action. I will search every house until I find them! You just relax.”
“I can't relax Kyle, I can't. My heart is shaking.”
“I know, I can feel it, that's why I'm begging you to calm down. They are my kids too. Let me do all the work. I'll be right there!”
“Okay, okay!” I nodded my head multiple times like I was crazy as I paced across the room, knowing fully well that he couldn't see that part of my response.
I blazed with rage. Laura had finally hit me hard against the wall. Family or not, she's on. My mom saw the whole thing, and I caught her sobbing. I had to calm down, trust Kyle and pretend like if I caught Laura, I wouldn't stab her to death so she would leave me the hell alone. I rushed to her side.
“I'm the worst mother in the world. How did things end up like this? I'm sure she knows I'm here but she didn't even consider me when she did all of this, knowing it would break my heart.” She couldn't stop sobbing uncontrollably, probably due to guilt.
I had no words. I was completely exhausted and tired after the whole panic and shouting. Still, I managed to say something as I tried to placate her. She must always remember that it's her fault.
“She's also hurt, mom. This is something you brought upon all of us. You're saying she didn't consider you but did you consider her when you came here, asked for forgiveness and made me forgive you? You think she has no idea? Bad or not, she also feels betrayed. Mom, just stay out of it and reflect.”
“You're right. I'm sorry.” These days she barely argued and I was beginning to feel for her. I hoped she knew it was okay to have a different opinion from me most times.
Then an idea struck me as I wiped off the rest of my tears.
“The kids are gone, can you call her and plead with her to release them? Kyle is currently searching but I just want my kids and I'm willing to do anything, including begging my sister that's the kidnapper.”
“She doesn't respond to my calls anymore.”
“Just try.” I begged so she nodded and turned away to go to her room.
I waited for my mom to go back to her room and pick up her phone before she put a call across. Laura didn't pick up on the first ring.
“See? I told you she has lost all respect for me.” My mom shook her head like she was completely over it.
“Try again.” I urged and on the second try, the call came through.
“Hello, Sabrina.”