Chapter Ninety - Four

AMELIA'S POV

My eyes widened as I saw the caption at the bottom of it.

"I know what you're searching for." It wrote. "Here's the proof, real proof." It read. "Be careful and make sure you catch whoever is responsible for the death of the poor child."

I dropped the burger I had picked and clicked on the screen.

it was my little child who was just premature.

He was too small to even take such a thing.

A lone tear ran down my face, I cleaned it; looking up to the door to see it lock.

Thank God!

Humans were evil.

They had no conscience, and for that, I read going to be the demon they'd never seen.

I grabbed my phone, anger rising like an inferno burning all over me.

"What is It?"

"Can you help me with something? You have to hear me out on this one, Matt." I groaned. "It's about my child, and I think I know just who killed my little sweetie," I said.

That seemed to pique Matt's interest, because something fell, he cursed in different languages, and then a Fuck! rang in the air.

"What the