Marietta’s POV Placing my hand on his chest to stop him from going further. I heard my daughter's voice echo from the staircase. “Mommy,” Valerie called repeatedly. I was yet to recover from the kiss and the whole emotional thing that just happened. “I'm sorry,” Albert stuttered and left in a haste. “Sunshine,” I said, running towards Valerie. Checking her out to see if she has a cut. “Are you okay?” I asked repeatedly. I hugged her tighter as I thank God for keeping her safe. I thought I was never going to see her again. “Mommy, I wanna go home,” Valerie cried. “I wanna see daddy,” she added with some tears rolling down her cheeks. “Mommy, I'm scared.” She continued. Wiping off the tears from her cheeks. I stared into her eyes. “Listen baby. We'll go home okay. I promise,” I said, pecking her forehead. Finally turning towards the guards. I summoned my courage. “Can I have my phone? I need to leave,” Just after demanding for my phone. I was met with silence as no one
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