45

TREVOR

I was completely destabilized. I could not stop myself from cursing and swearing. It felt like there was a deep hollow in my chest. The fact that my kids were lying sick on the bed and I could not even do anything. Anguish tore at my heart and I gritted my teeth in agony. I swore again as I recalled how specific I was with the instruction.

I laid emphasis on it and the maids had promised there would be no errors. I reached out to touch their foreheads again. Worry and fear had me in choke hold. What if the situation heightens? How will I cope without my kids?

Why did I feel like a part of me was in deep pain? Is this what it felt like to be a parent? A surge of emotion flooded my mind and I felt a strong need to protect my children. I felt the need to always be there for them.

I had never felt this way. I wanted to just carry them in my arms and promise them I would always protect them. I wanted to apologize for trusting the maids with their well being, instead of being more ca