"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
"I can't wait to see Lola!" Luna happily said while squirming in the backseat with Liam. I heard Noah laugh a little. "You don't know how much they want to see you both too, Luna," he replied to my daughter. We’re now heading to Noah’s house, and yes... I still decided to go home. It wasn’t easy for me to make that decision. I had a lot of worries and questions in my mind, but I also wanted to find answers to all of it. It was nice that Noah didn’t argue with me anymore after he apologized for our fight. I’ll admit, I got really annoyed because of that, especially when he kept insisting that I still had feelings for Lucas. That was just way too impossible! Who in their right mind would still love someone who ruined their whole life? I sighed a little and turned my attention to the other cars on the road. Since it’s rush hour, it’s sure to take a while before we reach Noah’s house. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Until now, I still carry a mix of emotions and
I stopped walking and looked at the person sitting in front of my parents' tombstone. I could feel my blood boiling with anger. Even after all these years, I still couldn’t deny that I recognized every detail of Lucas—his build, his movements. I could tell, and I could prove that it was him sitting there. After all the years we were together, I had memorized his posture. I just didn’t expect that we’d meet today, and in this exact place. How could he have the nerve to sit right in front of my parents' tombstone when he’s the very reason they’re buried beneath the ground? As much as I could, I calmed myself while walking closer. I wanted to hurl insults at him, I wanted to hurt him, but out of respect for my parents' resting place, I didn’t. I was alone; Noah was with Bernadette, and my children were with Noah’s parents. Bernadette wanted to bring the kids along, but Uncle had already taken the twins out for a walk. "Do you ever think that maybe it should’ve been you who died?"