Chapter One-Hundred and Twenty-Three

Lauren's POV

My breath caught in my throat, my mind reeling with confusion and terror as I looked at Damien.

“What… what is this?” I stuttered, shaking my head in disbelief at the fact that a corpse had gone missing. “Where is she?”

Damien remained silent, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. The world tilted beneath my feet, my legs threatening to give way as the horror of the situation sank in.

My mother was gone. And someone had taken her. But I was not going to accept that things were that way. What could anybody possibly want with her now? It was more than enough. She had gone through enough.

“This is ridiculous!” I scoffed aloud, turning around and taking steps away from the coffin to avoid the visual reminder of what was happening. “She can’t be missing. This doesn’t make any sense.”

“I’ll make a call to the morgue and make enquiries. This has to be a mistake,” Damien assured me as he pulled his phone out of his pocket, not knowing