A massive building suddenly appeared in front of Valeria, making her stop in her tracks. The walls were painted black with red splatters that looked like dripping blood. Valeria winced at the sight, instantly reminded of the image of the deer she had seen earlier. Twisted neon lights formed the words Haunted House, hanging above the entrance, with a mechanical clown face beside it that opened and closed its mouth on repeat. The clown alone was creepy enough to make Valeria’s skin crawl. No wonder the kids were scared yesterday. Then, something clicked in her mind. She pulled a torn yellow balloon from her pocket and looked at the little black cabin drawn on its surface. She glanced between it and the haunted house in front of her. They didn’t match. Was she even in the right place? “Of course,” Valeria thought. “Did I really expect him to draw the haunted house accurately? Maybe this was the plan all along—to make me doubt and waste time.” She checked her watch. Half past six. Pus
Once she had calmed down a little, she began to read the note. The bloodstains on the paper made some parts hard to read, but she squinted and tried to make out the message: (Scared, aren’t you? I felt the same when I heard you were still alive. But don’t worry, you won’t be for long. You’d better leave now, or your daughter won’t live long either.) (Your next riddle is… I’m soft and cozy, full of clouds. I have hands but can’t touch. I have feet but can’t walk. I have a mouth but can’t speak. I’m everyone’s first friend.) The riddle was clear enough for Valeria, but the problem was… there were just too many soft toys around. Which one was it? She let out a frustrated sigh and started running again, moving from one store to another, from booth to booth. She was searching for that toy, that doll, anything that matched the riddle. But nothing. Her breathing turned ragged, and her throat felt like a dry desert. Still, she couldn’t stop. She had to keep searching. Tears welled up as t
(Do you believe in magic? If you do, you’ll see the trick.) Valeria sat down restlessly, both hands pressed to her temples like she was trying to keep the world from spinning. When things finally settled down a little, she felt completely drained. She knew if she didn’t eat or drink something soon, she might faint at any moment. But her mind was locked on one thing—finding Olivia safe and sound. She couldn’t let her body collapse in the middle of the carnival, then wake up to find out it was already past eight. To keep looking for Olivia, she needed energy. With heavy steps, she walked to the nearest food stand and bought a hot dog and a bottle of water. She found a seat under the shade of a big tree, then scarfed down the hot dog as fast as she could without choking. After the last bite, she took a long drink of water and splashed some on her face. The cold hit her skin hard—it was already sensitive from exhaustion—sending a sting through almost every inch of her body. But she s
“Yes!” she shouted, then quickly ran down the stairs. “Lily, please keep an eye on the kids. Don’t let them leave the house. I’m going to get Olivia!” she yelled toward Lily, who looked shocked. Valeria jumped into the car. “Take me to the carnival,” she said to the driver, who nodded and drove straight out through the gate. That might’ve been the longest ride of her life. Her emotions were boiling inside, but her face stayed blank. She was scared for Olivia’s safety, but at the same time, her anger burned toward whoever was behind this. Just wait until she caught them. She swore she’d choke that person and watch the light leave their eyes. Valeria wasn’t the violent type, but when it came to her kids, she could be worse than a psychopath. Her heart pounded. A heavy feeling sank into her chest as the carnival came into view. Even before the car came to a full stop, she jumped out and ran to the ticket booth, leaving the door wide open behind her. After grabbing a ticket, she wa
Valeria froze the moment those words left her lips. Regret hit her like a wave. Even if she wanted to, there was no way to take them back. The cold air in the room suddenly felt suffocating, wrapping them both in an awkward silence. Her chest felt tight, like her lungs were being squeezed. “Sean… I didn’t mean to say that,” she said with a sigh. Sean didn’t reply. He didn’t even move. God. Valeria knew she had messed up—badly. “You’re right,” Sean finally said. Two simple words, but they cut deep. His voice carried pain, guilt, and something even heavier. Valeria instinctively wanted to comfort him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his back. His body tensed at her touch, and unlike usual, he didn’t relax. It made her wonder if she’d gone too far. That tiny rejection filled Valeria with doubt. She started to pull away, but Sean stopped her by gently holding her hand in place. They stayed like that for a moment until he slowly turned around and
After that, they let the kids enjoy more games—balloon racing, the breakdance ride, and the spinning windmill. It was pure joy watching Olivia and Oliver scream excitedly and wave at them every time they passed by, while Sean and Valeria chatted about everything and nothing at all. Sean asked her about her dreams and hopes, about the things that mattered to her. And for the first time, Valeria felt like someone actually wanted to know her. Looking back at her life just a year ago, no one had ever asked her what she wanted or needed. She bit her lip as a memory of Ben crossed her mind—how he used to bring her white chocolate, even though she much preferred dark. She wouldn’t have cared if he just didn’t know. But now she realized—having someone ask what you want? It felt really nice. Sure, she and Ben talked a lot too. But somewhere along the way, he just stopped listening. Now, the man sitting next to her, watching the kids with a warm smile on his face, somehow made her feel the
The next morning. “Are you okay?” Lily asked as she placed a stack of warm pancakes on the table. Valeria licked her lips, nodded slowly, and cut a small piece to put in her mouth. “Good morning!” Olivia and Oliver shouted as they ran down the stairs, making Valeria panic. “Don’t run!” Did they listen? Of course not. Both kids kissed her on the cheek before climbing onto their chairs. Moments later, the faint scent of cologne filled the room as Sean walked over and sat at the head of the table. “Morning, kids!” he greeted. The boys answered with mouths full of pancakes, making Valeria and Emily frown. “Good morning,” Sean added, looking at Valeria. She gave him a quick nod, avoiding eye contact. “So,” Sean said as he glanced at the kids, “since today’s a national holiday and Mom’s home too, where are we going?” The kids responded with excited smiles. “Where are we going?” Ethan asked. “How about the park?” Emily suggested. “Let’s go to the museum,” Olivia chimed in. Ol
An old woman stormed into the wide, empty room, her face burning with fury. She let out a loud huff, then dropped herself onto an old chair in the middle of the room. Her hand tugged the scarf back over her nose—it had slipped down while she was gasping for breath all the way there. “Did she open her mouth?” she asked, jaw tight and teeth clenched. Her criminal partner just shook her head, still loudly munching on chips in the most annoying way. The crunching made the old woman grind her teeth, barely keeping her anger in check. “Sean tried everything to protect her,” the younger woman said lazily. “But we need to make sure he fails this time. That his precious girlfriend falls into that dark pit of death—for good. What pisses me off is how there’s always someone around her. And those damn kids.” She slammed the armrest. “She’s living in the house that technically should be mine. And now she’s playing perfect mommy. I bet she already told Sean about her scars. If that dumb kid talk
"Is something wrong, Ben?" There was no answer for a few seconds—long enough for Valeria to think he’d fallen asleep—until she heard a heavy sigh on the other end. "It’s late, Val. I should probably get some sleep. Tell the twins I said hi. Talk to you later," Ben said before hanging up. Valeria stared at her phone screen, which now showed a photo of Ethan, Emily, and the twins—Oliver and Olivia. Her brows furrowed. What was that just now? She shrugged and decided to let it go. She’d ask Ben the next time he called. Her thoughts scattered when she saw Sean walk through the door. Sweat glistened on the side of his face, and concern instantly filled her chest. She rushed over to him. As if sensing her presence, Sean looked straight at her. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and pulled her into a hug. Valeria’s heart skipped a beat. It took her a second to realize that Sean was holding her tightly, like he never wanted to let go. She could’ve pushed him away, but some part of