13: Kidnapped

JENNA

I feel lost, I feel dead. My heart feels absent in my chest.

They said to rest, everyone told me to take a moment and calm down. To breathe.

But I couldn’t. My body couldn’t function when I felt like my heart was ripped apart over and over again.

I thought the pain of rejection was the worst pain anyone could ever feel. After childbirth, I figured that was nothing. What I’m feeling now is a new discovery.

I don’t know how I’m alive. The agony in my chest should have killed me by now.

And the more I thought of my children being gone, the more the pain intensified.

Nana had called the sheriff immediately.

Killian, Lisa’s husband, told my assistant, my actual assistant, to keep the event going. And we all went out through the backdoor.

The first thing he said was to keep it private.

We had no idea who did this and it could be random for all we knew.

“Maybe they want money.” He suggested.

I had money, yes. But I didn’t think it was so much that anyone could be interested. Interested