"Can you play it again?" I asked. I needed answer. I can't deny the fact that a part of me was still hoping that Lucas had nothing to do with it, even though it was crystal clear in the footage. But my hopes falls down like a water on mountain when, in just a few seconds, I saw how Lucas unleashed a hail of bullets, and the next thing I saw was the shattering of my parents' car window. I could hear Geneva and Vince arguing, but I couldn't understand what they were talking. I felt like a ghost that was just standing there. My mind was in haywired, it was unable to process what I have just found out.I kept staring at the monitor, where Lucas was still firing repeatedly with his gun. Even though he was slightly turned sideways, I could see the darkness in his eyes. It was as if he saw nothing, and he wasn't fully satisfied on what he's seeing when he pulled out another gun after his first one ran out of bullets. I felt like my breathe will stop any second now. The officer who's wit
Trembling, I staggered out of Lucas’s apartment, my hands smeared with his blood. I could feel the eyes of people on me, yet no one dared approach because of the knife I was holding. Feeling nauseous, I called Noah. I didn't know what else to do. I was terrified after what had happened. They couldn't blame me; I was just fighting for my life, to save myself from him. Lucas was the one to blame. "Can you pick me up, please?" I pleaded when Noah answered the call. "What happened? Where are you?" "Please, hurry," I urged. I threw the knife away, feeling sick, and grabbed at my hair. I covered my ears as I looked around. Even now, I could hear Lucas’s voice, though he wasn’t there. What scared me more was hearing Iris’s laugh, as if her mouth was right next to my ears, driving me insane. I shook my head with my eyes closed to dispel the sounds, but a harsh blow to my head was the last thing I felt before everything went dark. "Hurry up! Make sure she doesn't escape, or you'll be n
"Upon checking the van, they found a cellphone. We're calling to ask if this phone belonged to your parents." I took the familiar cellphone from Daddy as they handed it to me. There were blood stains on the back of the case. "This is Daddy's cellphone," I answered weakly. I felt Noah's gentle touch on my back as I examined the cellphone in my hand. "Alright. Although, we cannot give it to you yet. We are formally asking now for your permission to keep it for the mean time... while the investigation is still ongoing. We just want to make sure if there's possible evidence inside of it that could help to solve this case even faster," he explained. I looked up slightly at Noah, who was standing nearby. A small smile crossed his lips, as if letting me decide. I managed a small smile back. "Can I check it by myself first?" I asked, a question they seemed to anticipate. "Yeah, sure. I'll leave you here for now," he said, then stood to leave. I watched him until he disappeared from my
The days felt like they dragged on, as if a year had passed when it had only been almost a month. My days went too busy that I couldn't even remember when was the last time I rested. I find it hard to sleep because, as the investigation continued, I felt like I wasn't getting any closer to finding justice for my parents' deaths. "We will win this, we got this, Aurora," Noah said, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. I gave him a faint smile and exhaled. We were finally here, but I felt nervous about something. I didn't know how this would turn out, but I believed we could win this case. I wouldn't let all this go to waste. This was for my parents, and I would sacrifice everything I had just to get the justice they deserved. I was occupied up until now. There was no relief in me. I admit that I am kinda feeling scared that all of the effort, time, and tireless days will result to nothing. Few moments when I saw Lucas's face. I felt my blood pressure spike instantly. He wore a three-p
I stared blankly at the ceiling, listening to the machine's rhythmic sounds beside me that iritates me. I begged to reschedule the hearing, but the court didn't grant it. I had no choice but to choose between witnessing the hearing or risking my baby's life. The thing was, I don't really know what happened after everything went black, my body gave out even before we reached the hospital. I was alone in the room, with no signs of anyone else. I tried to find Noah with my eyes but couldn't, so I returned my gaze to the ceiling. I gently touched my belly. I felt no fear. I don't know why, but I felt complete. It didn't seem like anything was missing; I hadn't lost my baby. Though, if anything had happened to my child, I don't know what I would do to Lucas. He was the root of all this chaos. No one should be blame but he. I looked toward the door as it opened. Moments later, Bernadette walked in. She gave me a small smile. "I brought you some fruit for our baby, she need to be heal
"Can't you understand? I said I'm not leaving until my parents get the damn justice that they deserve!" I argued with Noah. It had been two days since he told me to leave the country for my baby's safety. "I don't even know if you actually filed for another hearing or if you're just saying that to calm me down and get me to follow your orders to leave all of this behind!" He pulled at his hair, looking at me with frustration, as if he didn't know what else to do. "Don't you trust me, Aurora?" he asked. "You know I love your parents just as much as you do because they never treated me differently in the first place. They cared for me as if I were their own son, so don't please ever think that I'm lying or that I'll just let this case go!" I glared at him, not knowing what to say. He was determined to send me away even though I wanted to stay. Why can't he understand me? These were all about my parents—does he expect me to just obey him when he tells me to leave? I've missed so many
"Luna! Liam!" I called out to the kids who were happily playing outside. "That's enough! Come here!""Coming, Mommy!" Luna chirped in response.I sighed as I watched them approach me, bathing with their sweat. Yet, I can't help to smile when their giggles enveloped my ears as they hugged my legs."You're both drenched in sweat again!" I scolded softly. I really disliked how they seemed to practically bathe in it. "Go to your room, both of you go shower now," I instructed, and they promptly obeyed.I closed my eyes and looked upwards. After a moment, I felt arms wrap around my waist."No wonder your wrinkles are appearing so fast," Noah teased.I rolled my eyes and gently removed his arm from around me. "Maybe I should just cut off that arm of yours. You're taking it too far," I joked."What?" he chuckled. "Come on, it's been six years. Aren't you used to it yet?" he added."How about I make you used to my punches?" I grinned, leaving him behind as I returned inside our house.I couldn
I quietly watched my children, sound asleep in their beds. It was already noon, yet they hadn't stirred. It wasn't a problem, though, since it was weekend and they had no school.I gently brushed Luna's hair away from her face, smiling at her innocent expression. She inherited all my features—the shape of her face and her overall appearance.My heart twinged as I glanced at Liam. We never expected to have twins. We were only expecting a child, but I gave birth with two. A twin. I didn't tried to consult my ob-gyne for ultrasound so I wasn't really aware. The fact that I don't want to continue my pregnancy after my parents died but Noah never made me carry it for nine months and let the baby out. That's also the reason why I just let myself carry it in my womb without any clue. Looking at his peaceful face, guilt washed over me. Liam had borne the brunt of my pain from when they were baby. It was all so fresh, and I could hardly forgive myself because I knew it all began with me. Luca