Frantic

*Valerie*

Next morning~~

Thanks to Kenneth, I could take a comfortable nap, even if I couldn't sleep too peacefully without knowing the welfare of my kids.

I forced my eyes open, stretching my hands to reach out for Kenneth but he wasn't on the bed anymore.

"Did I wake up too late?" I asked no one in particular as I willed myself to leave the bed, but then I sighted Kenneth's retreating figure as he paced round the room.

Worry and fear gripped at the thought that there might be gruesome news from the kidnappers.

"What's wrong, Kenneth?" I asked, showing up behind him. He paused, but didn't face me

"What's going on? What happened?" I asked again with a shaky voice, but there was still no answer.

"Kenneth, just spill it, will you?" I said brokenly, my tears threatening to fall anytime soon. This suspense was making it all so obvious already.

"Ken? What the hell is going on?" I yelled, this time with my tears flowing in rhythm but his answer broke me even further.

"Nothing much is going