(Aya’s POV)I thought I was dreaming of hearing Katie humming the ‘Mary had a little lamb’ nursery rhyme song nonstop, but I wasn’t. When I opened my eyes, she was at the coffee table, playing with her rag doll and eating a biscuit we bought earlier at the convenience store. She stopped humming when she saw me get up from the bed.“Katie...” I yawned, checking the time on my wristwatch.I groaned when I realized it was already nine in the morning. Everyone at home must have discovered by now that my daughter and I were gone, and I could imagine my sister’s rage if she found out I had taken Katie with me.“Are you ready for another field trip?” I opened my arms to my daughter.She giggled, dashing toward me. “Uh-uh!” she answered, hugging me.I eased back to look at her face. “Okay, this is the plan. We’ll take a quick shower, grab an early lunch, buy a new phone, and then find a ride to Sta. Lucia.” I raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “That’s a lot, right?”“Yes, mommy,” she chuckled.“
(Aya’s POV)“Mommyyyy!!!”In my dream, Katie was screaming because Myra was dragging her out of our house. When I opened my eyes, I realized it was not a dream. She was seated beside me, screaming terrifyingly as the shadow entered the door. My heartbeat was as deafening as my daughter’s cry.Then the living room brightened when the shadow switched on the light.Only then Katie stopped screaming.“Aya?” The older man asked, squinting his eyes as he tried to recognize me. “Mariel Aida Sophia?”I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the suddenly well-lit living room. My forehead creased, thinking about where I met him, but my heart was still panicking, and Katie, still trembling, snuggled closer to me.“I think you owe me a cup noodles?” He smiled, reminding me where we had met.I gasped, raising my index finger and scanning my tired brain for his name.“Marco!” I beamed, my eyes sparkling as I remembered. “Hey, baby. Don’t be scared. He’s a friend,” I said, smiling at my daughter to assure he
(Red’s POV)Addie left the door open when she saw me in her apartment’s doorway. Without smiling, she retreated and walked toward the couch, sitting beside Leslie. It surprised me to see Mike coming from the kitchen and holding a cup of coffee. If not for our present situation, I wanted to tease him if he had decided to live here after they all left at home.“Give me something,” I asked, feeling helpless as I sat on the loveseat.“Should we start with Aya’s lunatic sister who reported her to the police for kidnapping Katie?” Leslie hissed annoyingly, clenching her fists.Mike raised his index finger. “It’s been taken care of,” he informed them. “I just got a call from Miles, and he told me not to worry about it.”“Then somebody, please tell me, where’s Aya?” I asked impatiently. My heart was hammering in my chest, regretting leaving her alone. “I should not have left her,” I murmured.Addie sighed deeply. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have encouraged her to go to the farm. We’d rather d
(Red’s POV)“Red, why don’t you go home first?” Addie looked at me worriedly.Addie was right that I should have gone home and checked on my family first, but Violet threatened me, telling me she would ask my parents to pick them up from home and bring them abroad if I would not give them any news about their Mommy Aya. My children were heartbroken when Scarlett did not let them leave home to see their Grandpa Dean for the last time. I had no idea why Scarlett would stop my kids from seeing Dean when Violet and Green begged, telling her how close they were to him even if he was not their real grandfather. The last time I talked to her was when Liam, Mike, and I went with Aya to St. Agatha, but after that, I had not spoken to her again because she was either with her therapist or with Sherrilyn. “I’ll go home if you give me some good news I could tell my kids,” I sighed.“It’s like we’re missing something here,” Mike squinted his eyes, looking at his tablet and sighing as he thought.
(Aya’s POV)The Sophia House Bed & Breakfast was a small lodging place known to tourists years back as a good stop when hiking at St. Clair Mountain, a popular destination in Sta. Lucia. Marco said most hikers would prefer staying here than in the hotel because they not only pay a cheaper and fair price but also love the friendly atmosphere and the surrounding.It was not hard to agree with their guests because when I saw the whole place, Katie and I fell in love with the lodge. Until now, I could not believe my mother inherited this place, and as to the reason why she gave it to me instead of Myra was a question I would never get an answer to.I glanced at Katie, playing at the rubber tire swing Marco made for her. He said there used to be a tire swing on that branch, but he took it off when he closed the place. As if Katie was an adult, I asked her if she wanted to be my partner in running the B & B again.“Like playing, Mommy? Violet’s always my partner,” she asked, closing her one
(Aya’s POV)“Aya, you saved me!”Gracie sighed, relieved, as she walked toward their restaurant’s kitchen and stood before the table to see the round birthday cake. She looked admiringly at it for a couple of minutes before she stepped beside me and watched me place icing and sprinkles on top of the cupcakes.“We have one skilled and talented pastry baker under our nose,” Ofelia smiled, glancing at her daughter before she continued counting the plates she took from the cabinet. “Tell your brothers to come home already, and I’ll let Aya choose from one of them,” she joked.Ofelia sucked in her lips when Katie raised her head and shot an eyebrow at her. It was only for a second, and then she returned her attention to the cupcakes she lined up before her. Gracie turned her head to me, narrowing her eyes and pursing her lips.“You look familiar. Have we met before?” She tilted her head as she asked me. Katie and I had been here for two weeks, but this was our first time seeing each other.
(Red's POV)Aya...Slowly, I opened my eyes, realizing I had slept on the couch in the study room again. Ever since Scarlett returned home, I could not bear sleeping in our bedroom. Either I would stay in the penthouse I bought for Aya, sleep in Liam’s place, or work all night in the study room.I heaved a sigh and thought of Aya as I got up. Although it had been two weeks, I was not losing hope that I would find her and Katie. If only Aya would turn on her cell phone... If only she had a social media account, it would be easy for us to track her.Addie excitedly told me yesterday that she and Leslie talked to Katie, but the call ended before she could tell where they were. She only told them she and her mommy were on a field trip, and she was calling from a telephone as big as Sapphire’s doll house. Which of Sapphire’s doll houses, I wondered because they had plenty of dollhouses in the playroom.My cell phone chimed in a message from Cora, giving me a heads-up about my schedule toda
(Red’s POV)“Woah!”Deidre raised her hands as she moved to the side when Violet bolted out of the kitchen, followed by her siblings. Her hands were still in the air as she stepped into the kitchen, ignoring Scarlett and me and walking toward the cake she saw on the table.“What is she doing here?” Scarlett growled at me. Her face was crimson in anger as she walked past me, going in Deidre’s direction.My unexpected guest, not threatened by the possible attack of my wife, was enjoying as she took a picture of Violet’s edible artwork before picking up one flower and tasting it.“Are you trying to be funny?” My angry wife asked her. “What are you doing here? You think you can come here just like that?”“Hmm...” She raised her index finger, stopping Scarlett as she closed her eyes, having a whale of a time as she chewed the flower fondant.My nostrils flared in annoyance as I followed Scarlett before she picked up something to hurt Deidre.“Deidre, what are you doing here? We have an app