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
SARAH'S POV:"Mum is here!” I shouted as I was still holding Mabel. Immediately the doctor came in and rushed over to check on her. I was terrified, and I could feel my heart racing. The doctor quickly examined her, and thank goodness, Mabel started to stir. She began to move around, and her eyes opened. I was so relieved to see her regain consciousness. It was a scary moment, but I was grateful that the doctor was able to help her.As Mabel slowly regained consciousness, she began to point at a figure standing beside her bed. Her finger trembled as she tried to focus on the man's face. "Dad," she croaked, her voice weak and hoarse. Her eyes struggled to stay open, but she persisted in pointing at the figure, hoping that he would understand the urgency of her message. It was clear that she had something important to say, and she was willing to fight through her pain and confusion to make herself heard.Then Mark tried to come and hold her, she instinctively pulled away and refused
MARK'S POV:After my departure from the hospital, I made my way directly to the office. I was aware that Jennie was still working at that hour, and I wanted to speak with her about some urgent matters that had arisen. Therefore, I didn't waste any time and headed straight to the office to meet with her.As I arrived at the office and approached her door, as she is my assistant, her door was located just before mine, and I knew I would have to pass by it before getting to my own. I noticed that Jennie was sitting on her desk, typing away on her computer. I walked up to her and made my request."Excuse me, Jennie," I said, "I need to speak with you. Can you come to my office right now?"Jennie looked up from her screen and gave me a nod. I could sense that she was a bit surprised by my urgency, but I knew that what I had to discuss with her was important.Then I quickly made my way to my office. I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as I waited for her to arrive. Only a co