MaximilianIt’s crazy how sometimes the smallest thing in the world could snowball into something huge that’s inescapable. When I offered to leave as soon as I saw Kelly, it wasn’t because I feared anything. No, I just didn’t want Ada to feel uncomfortable because she was a woman I’d used to forget Ada and things between us ended so badly that the tension between us was palpable and just awful in general. I never could have dreamt that Kelly would show her bad and crazy side the way she did. I’ll always question why the heel I didn’t turn around quicker. Why I was so calm even when I heard the fucking screams. It’s too late for any of that, though. Because Kelly breaks the wineglass against the table and then rushes toward Ada. And in slow motion, I watch as she throws her arm in the air, the shard of glass in her hand, and stands Ada’s belly with it. A word leaves my lips. I think I say no. I’m not sure. I throw a punch at Kelly’s face and she falls backward, and then I turn my
Ada Slowly, I open my eyes. The place I’m in is dimly lit and it doesn’t take me too long to realize that I’m in a hospital. The beeping of the monitor is constant and reassuring while I have an oxygen mask over my face. For a few seconds, I allow myself to properly wake up. In my mind, I’m still trying to think of how I got here and why. It’s like the truth is covered under a blanket in my mind and I can’t quite reach it. I try to revisit my last memories and bring them to mind but for some reason, I can’t. What’s going on? I once more close my eyes and try to focus and just like that, it all comes back to me. I gasp when I recall that lunatic woman stabbing me with a shard of glass and how awful and sharp it felt. The pain seemed to travel all the way down to my core and I couldn’t stand it—I pass out. I raise my arms even through they’re slugging. One has an IV in it but the other one is free. I settle it over my belly as tears fill my eyes and my breaths become uneven. I fe
AdaIt’s finally time for me to see my baby. Max is right beside me, his arm securely around my waist. I didn’t know what I would’ve done if he weren’t here right beside me. I don’t think I would’ve survived any of this. I must admit that I’m frightened at the possibility of seeing my child for the first time. I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long. So, so long. It almost hurts to think about it. Things nearly took a dark turn for us. I’m choked with anxiety every time I think that I could’ve lost my baby or died. With time, this will pass. For now, it’s haunting me. We can’t hold her yet, and the only reason why we’re seeing her is because I don’t want to wait a second longer. I’m highly anxious—this is something I never thought I’d experience before. But here it is, dwelling inside of me. “I’m so nervous,” I confess to Max. His arm tightens around me reassuringly before he says, “You’ll be fine. She’s stunning, darling. She has your face.”I’m filled with delight at his conf
Ada “I’ll go check and see what’s happening,” Max suggests. He sounds as concerned as I feel. I nod, placing my hand over my neck as he walks out. For some reason, I’m deeply unsettled by all this noise. My heart’s beating fast and I have the urge to check on our baby. I hope everything is alright and that this is just a false alarm. I wait and wait. I think five minutes pass before I realize that I have to go after him and find out what’s wrong. I rise from the bed when he enters. His eyes are wide and he says, “It’s a downright mess, honey. Police officers are crawling all over the place.”“What?” I ask, horrified. “But what happened?”“I don’t know. The few nurses I came across all asked me to come here and stay put. Await news.”“But did you get to see the baby?”“No. That whole part of the hospital is on lockdown. I think something must’ve happened. Something really serious.”I shake my head and click my tongue against my teeth. I feel deeply unsettled—this isn’t just somethi
Maximilian “Do you recognize this man, Mr. Loxley?”I stare at his face hard, my heart beating fast. It’s a blur and way too pixelated anyway for me to be able to recognize him. I shake my head, despair taking a hold of me. “No,” I finally say. “I don’t.”I keep a firm arm around Ada because I know she needs that right now. She needs me and my support. She’s not taking this well at all and it honestly breaks my heart. I’m heartbroken about all of this, too. I don’t feel emotional because it hasn’t kicked in yet. In my mind, there’s nothing that can be fixed. The detective says she’ll be found so that’s what I believe. He said it won’t take too long, and I’m counting on that. Ada is distraught, though. Deep down, I have this fear that the man involved is that fucking lunatic who escaped the institution, the one that’s haunted Ada for so long. I never even told her that he got out. Maybe I should. Maybe I should even mention it to the detective so he’ll at least have a lead. I don
Ada I haven’t been doing well at all. Not since my baby was taken. Every second of every day, she’s all I think about. What hurts me the most is that she didn’t even have a name, so in my head, she’s just ‘her’.She’s so young. So tiny. And this situation keeps getting worse and worse. Apparently, the same man was spotted in a hospital on the other side of the city, and he also killed two nurses to steal a baby. Two babies gone missing in the same day. Both girls. One can only imagine what kind of malicious intentions he has. Why go through so much trouble to kidnap two newborns? What’s the matter with him?Max seems distracted. I don’t know what’s wrong with him but every time I look at him, I can tell that he’s keeping something from me. There’s something he isn’t telling me about all this. I could be wrong, of course. Maybe he’s just not taking this news very well, the same way I’m not. But the truth is what I can’t have him being this distant. He’s always on the phone. He
Maximilian “I know you know who it is. Come alone or you’ll regret it.”That was what the unknown caller said to me when I answered the call, and oddly enough, I knew exactly who it was. An address was sent to me in a different phone number and I knew I would go, and I’d obey the orders because my daughter’s life depended on it. I didn’t say a word to anyone. Not the private investigator who was still looking for this guy. Not Ada. How would I tell her that Damson called me and told me to meet him when she still didn’t know that he’d escaped from the institution? I knew I was right—I knew he had something to do with the kidnapping. Call it a father’s instinct. I’m on the way to him now and my hands are shaking as they grip the steering wheel. I don’t even know how I’m going to control my anger enough to face this man. I can’t do anything stupid that would put my daughter’s life at risk. I wonder what he wants since he didn’t ask to see Ada. What’s his plan? He just be truly crazy
Ada My baby is back in my arms and I couldn’t be happier. We’ve left the hospital behind us and have been moved to a private clinic. Max believes it’s safer. It seems the perpetrator is still on the move. I don’t care much for the investigation now that my baby is safely in my arms. She’s been in the intensive care unit just to ensure that everything is in order and the new doctor claimed that she’s perfectly fine. I haven’t seen much of Max. He’s been up and down with the investigators, so I’ve been alone for most of the time. I’m anxious to receive news about my baby. I just want to be able to get out of here and go back home. But it seems they still have to run some tests and all I can do is be patient. Rebecca comes and goes. She’s doing this to avoid coming across Max. I’m glad she’s putting in the effort to see us. I haven’t spoken to Max about her yet but maybe now that our baby has been found, he’ll feel more forgiving toward his sister. There’s a knock on the door and
Maximilian “It’s been a long time since we last spoke, haven’t we?” Damson says in my ear. His voice still has that crazy quality to it. He doesn’t sound like a sane person. And the worst part is that this man is by my daughter’s side, somewhere out there. We don’t even know if he left the state or even the country. We know nothing. I clench my jaw so tightly that I hear a molar crack. I remind myself that this time, things have to be different. I need to stay calm and hope that this time, he’s going to tell me what he wants so we can get our daughter back. Everything is depending on me. “You always had so much to say, and now you’re saying nothing. You’re silent. I wonder…does that mean you declare defeat?”“Yes,” I say, the word scratching the sides of my throat and making my mouth so bitter that I nearly gag. I’ll say whatever I can to please this man. I’d do absolutely everything.“Yes? Good,” he claims. “Ada has received a similar call from me and she has also declared defe
Maximilian Today proves to be a pretty eventful day. I’ve gone so many years without a single thing happening outside of the normal and now, Rebecca has come to pay me the second visit of the day. And this time, she refuses to not be let inside. “I’ll stay here all night if I have to, Max. You’re not going to get any sleep! I need to talk to you and it’s urgent! Open up!”I rub my eyes as I stare at the door and think about what to do. It briefly occurs to me that I could call the police but then I decide that it’s not worth the trouble—I’d rather just find out what she wants and then hope she’ll leave. So, for the first time in seven years, we come face to face. I look into my sisters’s eyes and notice the changes. How the corner of her eyes are more crinkled. How her face is thinner. Rebecca narrows her eyes at me before barging in. “You were going to leave me out there all night, weren’t you? I bet you were even going to call the police.”“What do you want?” I ask, getting str
Ada After spending an entire day hunting for jobs and coming up with nothing, that’s when I start to feel the pressure. There’s nothing so far. Not a single job. I don’t want to feel desperate but this has all come from out of nowhere and it makes me wonder if the world is conspiring against me. I spend the whole day worrying and fretting, and I’m in a terrible mood. That’s until I’m visited by a face I haven’t seen in a long time. Rebecca.I must admit that her knocking on my door gives me this surreal feeling—I can’t even explain it. I have so many questions for her as I open the door. “Rebecca,” I say, pressing my hand to my mouth. Her eyes immediately start to tear up. Then again, she’s always been extremely dramatic. We embrace, not saying a word to each other. I’m still busy wrapping my head around this whole thing. She’s here. That’s insane and amazing at the same time. “How did you find me?” I ask right away. “I…this can’t be real.”The last time we saw each other was
Maximilian I hang up the phone and find myself staring at the wall.For seven years, I’ve been tormented by this guy. Tormented. He would call me and sometimes I’d hear the sound of my daughter’s voice in the background but it didn’t matter how much I screamed—she would never hear me. Today was no different. All I could do was hear as he talked to her. She was grown now—her voice wasn’t that of a baby’s. For some time now, her voice was that of a smart little young girl, and I wouldn’t hear her say all these things that ranged from things she saw outside to things she learned in school. And then she would call him Daddy. That lunatic.He’d hang up afterward. Less than a minute felt like an eternity. I’ve tried everything. Tracking the number. Involving the police. Nothing amounted to anything. I don’t know where that man is hiding her but he hasn’t been found since.I was the last person to have seen him. Before, I used to walk around the city, hoping k would spot him randomly a
Ada Seven Years Later…“Ada, could you come here for a second?”I abandon my spot in front of the coffee machine and head to the back to meet with the manager of the café where I work. She’s seated behind her desk as she usually is and only briefly glances at me. She and I don’t get along. Never have. For five years, she’s made sure to make my life an absolute nightmare but because I got used to the place and the tips are good, I chose to stay. “We have to cut back on costs. I’m sorry, Ada, you’ve been an excellent employer for five years but now, we’re going to have to let you go.”I stare at her face, dumbfounded. When she sees that I haven’t said a word or reacted yet, she finally looks up and looks as annoyed as ever. “You heard what I said didn’t you?”“Yes, I did,” I claim. “I just don’t understand why me. There is an employee in there that only got the job two days ago. Nobody does this better than me.”“I’m sorry but rules are rules. You have until the end of the day. I’m so
Ada My baby is back in my arms and I couldn’t be happier. We’ve left the hospital behind us and have been moved to a private clinic. Max believes it’s safer. It seems the perpetrator is still on the move. I don’t care much for the investigation now that my baby is safely in my arms. She’s been in the intensive care unit just to ensure that everything is in order and the new doctor claimed that she’s perfectly fine. I haven’t seen much of Max. He’s been up and down with the investigators, so I’ve been alone for most of the time. I’m anxious to receive news about my baby. I just want to be able to get out of here and go back home. But it seems they still have to run some tests and all I can do is be patient. Rebecca comes and goes. She’s doing this to avoid coming across Max. I’m glad she’s putting in the effort to see us. I haven’t spoken to Max about her yet but maybe now that our baby has been found, he’ll feel more forgiving toward his sister. There’s a knock on the door and
Maximilian “I know you know who it is. Come alone or you’ll regret it.”That was what the unknown caller said to me when I answered the call, and oddly enough, I knew exactly who it was. An address was sent to me in a different phone number and I knew I would go, and I’d obey the orders because my daughter’s life depended on it. I didn’t say a word to anyone. Not the private investigator who was still looking for this guy. Not Ada. How would I tell her that Damson called me and told me to meet him when she still didn’t know that he’d escaped from the institution? I knew I was right—I knew he had something to do with the kidnapping. Call it a father’s instinct. I’m on the way to him now and my hands are shaking as they grip the steering wheel. I don’t even know how I’m going to control my anger enough to face this man. I can’t do anything stupid that would put my daughter’s life at risk. I wonder what he wants since he didn’t ask to see Ada. What’s his plan? He just be truly crazy
Ada I haven’t been doing well at all. Not since my baby was taken. Every second of every day, she’s all I think about. What hurts me the most is that she didn’t even have a name, so in my head, she’s just ‘her’.She’s so young. So tiny. And this situation keeps getting worse and worse. Apparently, the same man was spotted in a hospital on the other side of the city, and he also killed two nurses to steal a baby. Two babies gone missing in the same day. Both girls. One can only imagine what kind of malicious intentions he has. Why go through so much trouble to kidnap two newborns? What’s the matter with him?Max seems distracted. I don’t know what’s wrong with him but every time I look at him, I can tell that he’s keeping something from me. There’s something he isn’t telling me about all this. I could be wrong, of course. Maybe he’s just not taking this news very well, the same way I’m not. But the truth is what I can’t have him being this distant. He’s always on the phone. He
Maximilian “Do you recognize this man, Mr. Loxley?”I stare at his face hard, my heart beating fast. It’s a blur and way too pixelated anyway for me to be able to recognize him. I shake my head, despair taking a hold of me. “No,” I finally say. “I don’t.”I keep a firm arm around Ada because I know she needs that right now. She needs me and my support. She’s not taking this well at all and it honestly breaks my heart. I’m heartbroken about all of this, too. I don’t feel emotional because it hasn’t kicked in yet. In my mind, there’s nothing that can be fixed. The detective says she’ll be found so that’s what I believe. He said it won’t take too long, and I’m counting on that. Ada is distraught, though. Deep down, I have this fear that the man involved is that fucking lunatic who escaped the institution, the one that’s haunted Ada for so long. I never even told her that he got out. Maybe I should. Maybe I should even mention it to the detective so he’ll at least have a lead. I don