Clara's pov
Following Vanessa's escape, fear crept into every aspect of our lives. Our hearts jumped at every sound in our apartment and every phone call from an unknown number. We were not allowed to let our guards down, not even for a split second.
I lay in bed that initial night after getting the news and gazed up at the ceiling. Although I could hear Ethan breathing continuously close to me, I was unable to fall asleep. I was both afraid and determined at the same time. My thoughts were plagued by Vanessa's visage; her evil smile served as a constant reminder of the peril we were in.
Ethan and I got down to talk about our plan the following morning. The smell of fresh coffee was overflowing the kitchen, but neither of us grabbed our mugs. Our family's protection was our main concern.
Ethan said in a relaxed but anxious voice, "We need to tighten security." "It's currently being handled by Michael, but we need to think about temporarily moving to a secure place."
Despite the fact that I hated the idea of rearranging our lives, I nodded in agreement, knowing that we needed it at the moment. "How about Ella?" I want her to feel safe. She needs stability.
Holding my hand, Ethan extended his arm. "For her, we'll turn it into an adventure. an interesting but secured location."
"It could be brought up as a short vacation, a family trip, or an exciting change of activity."
Just as we were talking, there was a knock at the entrance door. Michael looked more serious than I had ever seen him, as he simply stood there. Looking around as though Vanessa could come up from the darkness, he stepped inside.
He claimed, "Everything is in place," in a tone that gave no room for explanation. "I'll take you to a secure location that I've set up. It is isolated, highly safeguarded, and provided with all the necessities.
As Ella dashed into the room, the seriousness of our conversation was strikingly in opposition to her innocence. "Can we play outside today, Mommy?" I bent down to her level and gave her a beaming grin. "Not today, my love. We're having a brief trip. Do you think that would be nice?
Excitation flashed in her eyes. “A trip? To where?” She asked curiously. Ethan lifted her into his chest and replied,Don't worry, baby, it's a surprise." You will surely love it. It is going to be a wonderful trip.
It was a quick-rush pack. I tried to be at ease and cautious in my movements as I gathered the things needed for Ella. It hurt to think about letting go of the life we'd developed, but the safety of our family had to come first.
By the time we were about to leave, there was an uneasy vibe around the house, as though Vanessa was still there in every corner. Ella was cheerfully babbling in the back seat as we fitted ourselves into the car, unconscious of the pressure that was starting to build up. Leading the route, Michael checked every passing car and pedestrian with his gaze.
It was a lengthy drive, and as the urban landscape gave way to the wide-open countryside, I experienced a mixture of relief and anxiety. Situated deep in the woods, the safe house was a bastion of security and isolated circumstances. As he gave us a tour, Michael pointed out the alarm systems, the emergency room, and the channels of communication that would allow us to stay in constant connection with him.
Ethan and I sat on the balcony that night, embracing the stillness of the forest as Ella slept peacefully in her new room. There was a sense of resolve in combination with the gravity of our circumstances. Together, we had travelled this far, and now we would face whatever came next.
The sounds of the forest at night provided a strange comfort as we sat in silence for a while.
The next few days were spent getting used to our new routine; Michael came over frequently to provide updates and make sure everything was going as planned.
Ethan and I tried our best to keep Ella's life normal, spending our days playing games, telling stories, and laughing.
One evening, as I was tossing and turning and turning on the bed trying to get some sleep without worrying about the problems ahead of us, my phone buzzed with a message from a no caller ID number that read,You can’t keep running away from me Clara; I will get you sooner or later. Till then, have a nice trip with your family, b*tch!!”
I stood so still like a statue staring at my phone and the content of the message with fear all over my body, my heart pounding in my chest, each word of the message burning into my mind. A reminder that danger still lumbers. I never expected Vanessa to reach out so soon it was faster than we anticipated. And her determination to destroy our lives was unending.“What is wrong Clara ?”, “Are you ok?” Ethan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts as he asked with a concerned look on his face as he sat beside me with his hand placed on my arm.I sighed deeply as I handed him the phone unable to speak, it was as if my voice seized for a second.His expression clouded as he read the message, I could sense from his look that he was scared and angry.“Who sent this?” He asked in a shaky voice.“We need to call Michael Asap,” he said.He picked up his phone and dialed Michael’s number.“Hey, Michael we have a small problem,””Please come to the safe house as fast as possible.”Michael arrived wi
Clara’s pov.The day of the plan finally arrived, and I felt a feeling of anxiety, fear, and determination.Ready to face what happened, but at the same time I was so anxious about endangering myself and my family, especially Ella.I dressed Ella up in a short purple chiffon dress her daddy got for her before the incident.I also wore a beautiful pink dress with light makeup that suited the dress perfectly.Ella, who was unaware of the situation and danger ahead, was so happy about the so-called “family outing,“ she kept jumping with excitement around the house since she heard about it.As we drove through the city streets, I felt eyes on us like we were being watched. The weight of Vanessa’s gaze was like she was watching us closely.We finally got to the location, and as soon as we got there, Ethan’s phone rang.“It’s Michael calling.” He said as he looked at me and saw the curiosity on my face.He picked up the call, “Hello Michael, where is your team?”“Ok, please keep a close wat
Clara’s POVEthan guarded Ella and me as the unknown armed men started shooting bullets into the air to scare us.The chaos was ear-shattering, the air thick with tension and fear. In the midst of the scuffle, I caught sight of a familiar face—one of Vanessa’s old partners who I saw the last time we were kidnapped.Definitely, they had found us.“Go, Clara!” Ethan yelled as he pushed me towards the back door.I could sense worries and fears in his voice.We struggled to escape through the back door, but the attackers were still close in.My heart beat faster as we ran into the woods, and the sound of the fight faded behind us. Ethan led the way, his hand tightly gripped on Ella’s wrist.As we ran, I heard footsteps behind us.We were being chased. Tension streamed through my body, but I forced myself to stay calm. We had to keep going.Suddenly, I heard a loud noise behind me, followed by Ella's scream. Ethan was lying on the ground. I ran as fast as I could to help him. He was bleedi
Clara’s POV As the door squeaked open slowly, I could feel my heart racing faster as the shadow became larger. I still stood firmly, not knowing what to do, my eyes straining to see who was coming in through the doorway.“Who is there?” I asked, my voice shaking in fear despite my efforts to sound brave.The woman stepped into the room with a dimmed torchlight in her hand, revealing herself. She was a bit older, probably in her 50s, with a calm look and a gentle smile on her face. Her grey and black mixture of hair tied back into a loose bun, she is beautiful.“I’m sorry to startle you, my dear; I didn’t expect anyone to be in my tiny abode, she said in a low and soothing voice, with a faint smile on her face as she talked.It was quite assuring; she seems like a nice person. But I can’t trust anyone that easily after what I have been through these few days.She looked quickly at Ella, who was sound asleep on the couch, and then she looked back at me. There was no trace of ill will i
The night went by slowly; every minute feels like an hour as I kept waking up every now and then to make sure we were safe.Maria was already fast asleep, but I couldn’t find any peace in sleep. My mind was still replaying the events that unfolded in the day—the gunshots, the men chasing after us, and Ethan being wounded.Eventually, the morning lights and rays of sunlight shone through the small window of the house. The pale light was a welcome sight, signalling the end of the night that seemed to have lasted longer than other nights.I sit up and rub Ella’s brown short hair downward more, like smoothing it, she who was still sound asleep.“Oh, my lovely daughter, you must be very tired,“ I said to myself as you kissed her on her forehead.I looked straight at where Maria slept and couldn’t find her; my heart jumped out of my chest instantly.“Maria.” I called out loudly as the room echo. “Where could she have gone? It's still very early.” I wondered as I walked into the other room
The wood began to grow thin behind our car as we moved further; the silence and the hum of the car were the only sounds we kept hearing.The ride back was a long one; Ella had fallen deep asleep on my laps before we could get to the main road of the city. The peacefulness of the moments felt so calm after all we have been through.Michael focuses on the road as he handles the wheels. I could tell he is worried about something probably about Ethan’s health condition, and so am I. I wanted to ask him so many questions as we kept going—Ethan, Vanessa allies, Vanessa custody and court case, and what would happen next—but sensing his mood and the look on his face, I had to hold back and let him concentrate on driving us to safety and where Ethan was.Eventually, after a ride that felt like eternity, we finally got far from the woods. As we drove into the city, my anxiety grew when I saw the sign of the hospital building.Michael pulled into the hospital parking lot, and my heart pounded e
Clara’s POV As I went into Lily's room, the hospital's frigid, clean air burned my nose. The monitors' continuous beeping created a false sense of security, hiding her delicate condition. Watching my little sister, her pale face nearly disappearing into the white blankets hurt. I could not lose the only family I had left.Dr. Matthews stood grimly at the foot of her bed. His voice laden with grief, he said, "Clara, I wish I had better news." Lily requires surgery right now. Her only chance is this, but it will be expensive—far more than insurance will pay."How much?," I managed to choke out, just above a whisper."Two hundred thousand dollars," he said, glumly sympathetic eyes.I felt the count like a sledgehammer. Where did I expect to come across such a kind of money? My head spun in quest of answers, but all I saw were dead ends.Dr. Matthews laid a consoling hand on my shoulder. "We have to act quickly; I realize it's a lot. I apologize, Clara.I slumped onto the chair next Lily
Clara's POV The monitor's beeping started to be an intolerable symphony of hopelessness. Lily was slipping away even with my best efforts since the surgery had failed. The environment smelled extremely antiseptic, yet I could smell nothing save the smell of approaching death.I held Lily's hand while my tears landed on the white blankets. She had cold skin and weak gasps. Though it was insufficient, Dr. Matthews had done everything he could have. "I'm really sorry, Clara," he replied gently, his voice tinged with guilt. "We did all we could."My heart cracked a thousand times. Though I begged, "No, please," I knew it was too late. Lily flashed me a weak grin when her eyes fluttered open one last time."Clara, I adore you, she murmured, her voice hardly audible.My voice trembling, I gasped out, "I love you too, Lily." "I apologize." I acted as best I could.She gasped, "I know... you did." She vanished exactly like that as well.The room became silent and soul-crushing. With my failu
The wood began to grow thin behind our car as we moved further; the silence and the hum of the car were the only sounds we kept hearing.The ride back was a long one; Ella had fallen deep asleep on my laps before we could get to the main road of the city. The peacefulness of the moments felt so calm after all we have been through.Michael focuses on the road as he handles the wheels. I could tell he is worried about something probably about Ethan’s health condition, and so am I. I wanted to ask him so many questions as we kept going—Ethan, Vanessa allies, Vanessa custody and court case, and what would happen next—but sensing his mood and the look on his face, I had to hold back and let him concentrate on driving us to safety and where Ethan was.Eventually, after a ride that felt like eternity, we finally got far from the woods. As we drove into the city, my anxiety grew when I saw the sign of the hospital building.Michael pulled into the hospital parking lot, and my heart pounded e
The night went by slowly; every minute feels like an hour as I kept waking up every now and then to make sure we were safe.Maria was already fast asleep, but I couldn’t find any peace in sleep. My mind was still replaying the events that unfolded in the day—the gunshots, the men chasing after us, and Ethan being wounded.Eventually, the morning lights and rays of sunlight shone through the small window of the house. The pale light was a welcome sight, signalling the end of the night that seemed to have lasted longer than other nights.I sit up and rub Ella’s brown short hair downward more, like smoothing it, she who was still sound asleep.“Oh, my lovely daughter, you must be very tired,“ I said to myself as you kissed her on her forehead.I looked straight at where Maria slept and couldn’t find her; my heart jumped out of my chest instantly.“Maria.” I called out loudly as the room echo. “Where could she have gone? It's still very early.” I wondered as I walked into the other room
Clara’s POV As the door squeaked open slowly, I could feel my heart racing faster as the shadow became larger. I still stood firmly, not knowing what to do, my eyes straining to see who was coming in through the doorway.“Who is there?” I asked, my voice shaking in fear despite my efforts to sound brave.The woman stepped into the room with a dimmed torchlight in her hand, revealing herself. She was a bit older, probably in her 50s, with a calm look and a gentle smile on her face. Her grey and black mixture of hair tied back into a loose bun, she is beautiful.“I’m sorry to startle you, my dear; I didn’t expect anyone to be in my tiny abode, she said in a low and soothing voice, with a faint smile on her face as she talked.It was quite assuring; she seems like a nice person. But I can’t trust anyone that easily after what I have been through these few days.She looked quickly at Ella, who was sound asleep on the couch, and then she looked back at me. There was no trace of ill will i
Clara’s POVEthan guarded Ella and me as the unknown armed men started shooting bullets into the air to scare us.The chaos was ear-shattering, the air thick with tension and fear. In the midst of the scuffle, I caught sight of a familiar face—one of Vanessa’s old partners who I saw the last time we were kidnapped.Definitely, they had found us.“Go, Clara!” Ethan yelled as he pushed me towards the back door.I could sense worries and fears in his voice.We struggled to escape through the back door, but the attackers were still close in.My heart beat faster as we ran into the woods, and the sound of the fight faded behind us. Ethan led the way, his hand tightly gripped on Ella’s wrist.As we ran, I heard footsteps behind us.We were being chased. Tension streamed through my body, but I forced myself to stay calm. We had to keep going.Suddenly, I heard a loud noise behind me, followed by Ella's scream. Ethan was lying on the ground. I ran as fast as I could to help him. He was bleedi
Clara’s pov.The day of the plan finally arrived, and I felt a feeling of anxiety, fear, and determination.Ready to face what happened, but at the same time I was so anxious about endangering myself and my family, especially Ella.I dressed Ella up in a short purple chiffon dress her daddy got for her before the incident.I also wore a beautiful pink dress with light makeup that suited the dress perfectly.Ella, who was unaware of the situation and danger ahead, was so happy about the so-called “family outing,“ she kept jumping with excitement around the house since she heard about it.As we drove through the city streets, I felt eyes on us like we were being watched. The weight of Vanessa’s gaze was like she was watching us closely.We finally got to the location, and as soon as we got there, Ethan’s phone rang.“It’s Michael calling.” He said as he looked at me and saw the curiosity on my face.He picked up the call, “Hello Michael, where is your team?”“Ok, please keep a close wat
I stood so still like a statue staring at my phone and the content of the message with fear all over my body, my heart pounding in my chest, each word of the message burning into my mind. A reminder that danger still lumbers. I never expected Vanessa to reach out so soon it was faster than we anticipated. And her determination to destroy our lives was unending.“What is wrong Clara ?”, “Are you ok?” Ethan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts as he asked with a concerned look on his face as he sat beside me with his hand placed on my arm.I sighed deeply as I handed him the phone unable to speak, it was as if my voice seized for a second.His expression clouded as he read the message, I could sense from his look that he was scared and angry.“Who sent this?” He asked in a shaky voice.“We need to call Michael Asap,” he said.He picked up his phone and dialed Michael’s number.“Hey, Michael we have a small problem,””Please come to the safe house as fast as possible.”Michael arrived wi
Clara's povFollowing Vanessa's escape, fear crept into every aspect of our lives. Our hearts jumped at every sound in our apartment and every phone call from an unknown number. We were not allowed to let our guards down, not even for a split second.I lay in bed that initial night after getting the news and gazed up at the ceiling. Although I could hear Ethan breathing continuously close to me, I was unable to fall asleep. I was both afraid and determined at the same time. My thoughts were plagued by Vanessa's visage; her evil smile served as a constant reminder of the peril we were in. Ethan and I got down to talk about our plan the following morning. The smell of fresh coffee was overflowing the kitchen, but neither of us grabbed our mugs. Our family's protection was our main concern.Ethan said in a relaxed but anxious voice, "We need to tighten security." "It's currently being handled by Michael, but we need to think about temporarily moving to a secure place." Despite the fact
Ethan's POV Tension permeated the days following Vanessa's return. Although Clara and I had started to strike a delicate equilibrium, Vanessa's presence seemed to knock everything down. Her motives were obviously sinister, but she was like a black cloud hovering over us.One evening, following a very demanding day at work, I went home to discover the house was absolutely silent. There were no typical noises of Ella playing or sweet giggles from Clara. As I said, "Clara? Ella?" my heart was hammered.None answered.Panic started. I looked around, my uneasiness rising in every vacant place. At last, I came upon a message in Vanessa's clear handwriting affixed to the refrigerator."Ethan, you will pay me 10 million dollars if you ever wish to see Clara and Ella once more. You will regret it if you involve the cops."My planet spun. Vanessa was asking for a ransom after kidnapping Ella and Clara. I experienced desperation, wrath, and anxiety at once. I had to preserve them, but how?Call
Clara's POV Years went by, and every day we fought for survival. To help my daughter Ella as well as myself, I took several jobs. She was the lighthouse in my otherwise dark world, the reason I kept going despite the tiredness and continual financial anxiety. I tried everything to protect her from the reality of her father, Ethan Sinclair.Ethan had gone on, or so I assumed. From a distance, I watched him to be sure he was nowhere near our lives. When I found out about Ella, the last thing I wanted was for him to know. Still, fate has an interesting way of meddling.It occurred on a brilliant spring afternoon. Having a rare day off, Ella and I were in the park. She was sprinting about, her laughter reaching my ears like a melody. I observed her, and love and pride swelled in my heart. She was growing extremely quickly, and every day she resembled her father more and more.Mommy, look! Ella cried out, gesturing towards a butterfly that had dropped on a neighbouring bloom.Smiling, I s