MARK'S POV:“Man, I am sorry I heard what happened to your wife, that she had a miscarriage." James, one of my friends, said as he approached me with a sympathetic expression on his face, holding a glass of wine in his hand. We were gathered at a child dedication ceremony organized by one of our mutual friends. As he patted me on my back, he felt a mix of emotions - sadness for the loss of my unborn child."I'm not sure what you're referring to," I replied, trying to feign ignorance of the subject of the conversation because I wasn't quite ready to answer, and I hoped that my evasive response would deflect his attention. "What do you mean?" James pressed, sensing my reluctance to engage. He cut in before I could offer a more detailed explanation."I'm talking about your wife, Sarah," he continued. "The one who had a miscarriage."I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I knew where this was heading, and I didn't want to go there. "The only wife I have is Jennie," I said, ho
SARAH'S POV:"Where is my daughter, Mabel?" I screamed as I turned to the group of maids standing before me, my voice shaking with fear and desperation.My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for their response, but to my dismay, all of them seemed taken aback by my outburst, their eyes widening in surprise. I couldn't understand why they weren't reacting urgently - all I knew was that I needed to find my little girl as soon as possible."I can't believe what's happening here. I entrusted my daughter to your care and now she's missing. And to make matters worse, the chief maid is unconscious. I'm absolutely furious," I exclaimed, my voice shaking with anger. I gestured towards each person in the room, my eyes blazing with frustration and disbelief. How could they let this happen? I needed answers, and I needed them fast."I can't stand the way you're all looking at me with those pitiful faces," I yelled out in frustration. The room had fallen silent and it seemed like everyone
SARAH'S POV:In the wee hours of the morning, both Brenda and I were already awake and outside, scouring the area in an attempt to locate either Mark or his alleged mistress, Jennie. Despite our best efforts, we were unable to find any trace of them. We searched high and low, but to no avail. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.As we were tracking them, we noticed a car approaching us from a distance. As the car came to a halt, I could see Mark in the driver's seat, and Jennie was the first one to step out of the passenger seat. I was filled with anger and frustration as soon as I saw her. Without a second thought, I stood up from where I was sitting and rushed towards her, my fists clenched tightly. I started beating her, and my anger and frustration were evident in every blow. It was a moment of rage that I couldn't control.In a fit of anger and confusion, I let out a piercing scream. My eyes were fixed on the sight before me - Jennie, coming here often as if she had e
MARK'S POV:"All your evil plans will come out soon." Brenda warned.Just as she finished speaking, the sound of a siren pierced through the air, indicating the imminent arrival of the police.Brenda averted her gaze from me and strode purposefully towards Sarah, her footsteps echoing against the floor.Paul, who happened to be my cousin and also a member of the police force, was one of the officers who responded at my house. As soon as he arrived, he made a beeline towards me and pulled me aside. It was clear that he wanted to have a private conversation with me, away from the commotion. "Hey Mark, have you heard about what's been going on with your wife, Sarah, lately?" Paul asked me.I let out a sigh and shook my head. "All I know is that I can't find my daughter anywhere," I replied, frustration evident in my voice. I clenched my fists and pointed angrily in Sarah's direction. "That witch is probably behind it all," I added, my anger towards her simmering just below the surface.
MARK'S POV:We have just finished our bath. Jennie is getting ready to head to the office, but I have other concerns on my mind. I am worried about my daughter Mabel, who has gone missing. Therefore, I have decided not to join Jennie in the office, as I want to make sure that everything possible is being done to find my daughter. It is my top priority to ensure that Mabel is located and safely returned home.While Jennie was busy getting herself ready, I decided to use the opportunity to approach her and inquire whether she had any information that could potentially help us understand the circumstances surrounding Mabel's sudden disappearance. I was hoping that Jennie might have some insights that could shed light on the situation and possibly provide some clues that could aid our search efforts.As soon as I saw Jennie walk into the room, I couldn't help but feel a rush of affection towards her. With a smile and a warm embrace, I wrapped my arms around her and drew her close. "Hey b
SARAH’S POV:"Friend, are you going to continue being like this?" she asked with a gentle tone. Brenda's eyes were filled with concern as she looked at me. Her voice was soft and her facial expression was pitiful, as she sympathized with me. Her words conveyed a sense of worry and care, and I could tell that she was genuinely interested in understanding my situation and offering her support.“If my daughter is found safe and sound, I am going to sign the divorce papers and leave my husband Mark for good. I can't continue to live with a person who has been abusive towards me and our child. It's time to move on and start a new life with my daughter.” I said as I confided in my friend Brenda about my situation. Brenda tried to comfort me by saying, "Please don't beat yourself up. I know how much Mabel means to you, but let's stay positive. I'm confident that Mabel will be found safe and sound. We'll do everything we can to make sure she's healthy and happy when she's returned to you.”
SARAH’S POV:As Brenda and I arrived at the hospital and as soon as we pulled up in the car, I quickly got out and rushed towards the entrance. I didn't wait for Brenda to catch up and instead, sprinted towards the hospital building. Once inside, I made a beeline towards the customer service nurse desk at the hospital to find out and explained my situation to the attendant. "Excuse me, could you please tell me where my daughter's room is?" I inquired. My voice was trembling with anxiety and concern, hoping to receive a prompt response and find my way to my daughter's room as quickly as possible."What's your daughter's name?" The nurse, in turn, asked me, to which I responded promptly with, "Mabel Adrian." Having obtained the necessary information, the nurse then proceeded to inform me that my daughter's room was located in the emergency room area, specifically in room 123. However, I was so worried about my daughter's well-being and was so anxious to see her that I didn't allow
JOE’S POV:While I was following Sarah from a distance to ensure that she reached home safely, I noticed a car passing by me in a way that made me feel that something was off. The car's movement seemed hasty and erratic, and it didn't seem to be following the usual traffic pattern. This made me uneasy and concerned that there might be an issue with the car or its driver.After much contemplation, I made the decision to track down the car. I trailed the car closely, making sure not to arouse any suspicion. The vehicle eventually came to a halt in a dense, bushy area, prompting me to conceal myself at a safe distance to observe. As I peered from my hiding spot, my eyes widened in horror at the sight that befell me. Four men, whom I had never seen before, emerged from the car, carrying a child. The child seemed unresponsive and lifeless, and I couldn't fathom what was happening. My heart raced as I struggled to comprehend the situation before me.I stayed in the vicinity to investigate