Restraining Order

Imogene Scott

My car pulls up in the parking lot. I rush across the lobby, my heart hammering in my chest. All I want to do is see Lily and Breonna isn’t answering her phone either.

I can only think of the worst. What if she planned all this with Damien to kidnap Lily? Should I be calling the police?

Ding!

I arrive on the sixth floor and rush to my door, repeatedly pressing the door bell. After a few seconds which felt like eternity, the door opens and I waltz in.

All is normal. Breonna seems a little rattled, Lily is asleep on the couch and I look like a mad woman searching for her lost daughter. My blood runs cold, I need to talk to Breonna.

Without saying a word, I gently lift Lily off the couch, then go into my room and place her on the bed. The second I get back into the living room, I start questioning Breonna.

“Is your name even Breonna? What more are you lying about?” I try to keep my voice low.

She feigns innocence. “I’m not sure what you mean, Mrs Scott.”

“I know