THEONAt that moment, I forgot how critical the situation was as the world came to a halt, and I forgot how to breathe. I looked from Elle to the doctor, to make sure I heard correctly.“What?” I whispered. That was all I could say because her words made no sense. It sounded like a joke, an expensive prank that was not right for the place we were in.How could she say something like that when our child was fighting for his life? We couldn’t waste more time, and here she was, spewing rubbish. Did the grief get to her? Because there was no way that was the truth.“What… what did you just say?” I whisper, not recognising the sound of my own voice. “Elle, what do you mean…?”But Elle was done listening to me. Her hands slammed against my chest, weak and trembling as she shoved me in the direction of the nurse, “Just go, dammit! Go and do the damn test!” she screamed, and her voice cracked on the choked sob. “If you care at all about him, if you love him even a little, then don’t argue wit
ELLETheon was angry at me when I got to the car. “Couldn’t that have waited until we took him to the hospital?” He snapped at me when I entered the car, and I flinched. It was the first time he had ever yelled at me.But I wasn’t angry. I understood. One look at Milo in his arms, and I broke down again as the car began to move.“I’m sorry that I couldn’t protect you,” I cried out, clutching Milo’s hand as gently as I could so I didn’t hurt him more than he was.“He is going to be fine,” Theon whispered, his voice had lost all the hostility. “He is still breathing. Our baby is holding on, Elle, so we can’t give up on him. Wipe those tears,” Theon commanded softly, and I nodded, wiping my tears with trembling hands.I clutched Theon’s shirt to maybe borrow a little bit of courage from him as the car sped towards the hospital.Every passing minute was like a ticking time bomb. We didn’t say anything. We didn’t have to. The silence carried all our unspoken words. The grief, fury, and hop
ELLEIt happened in slow motion. One minute, I was filled with relief when I saw Milo at the top of the stairs. All I wanted was to run up to him, grab him and run out and let the police deal with Mira.The next, my baby was falling. It was so fast, yet so slow. I will never forget the sound of his body hitting each step as he fell, and the way I flinched with each sound, frozen by terror as I watched.Mira’s hands were outstretched as though she was the one who pushed him, but at that moment, I couldn’t be bothered with her.The final thud as Milo’s body dropped a few feet away from me unfroze everything. My scream tore past my throat. “Milo,”My legs buckled, but I forced them to move, lurching forward, as every part of my body shook violently. My heart threatened to cave in as I rushed towards my baby, but Theon was faster.“Milo,” He bellowed, moving past me as he scooped Milo from the ground like he weighed nothing, and Milo’s hand fell limply to the side. He wasn’t moving.“Theo
AUTHOR’S POVMilo’s cries echoed through the empty warehouse. The place was quiet, empty and cold like a building out of a haunted house documentary. It was a miracle that the lights were still on.Elijah grunted as he pushed the door open while dragging the sobbing boy into what used to be the hospital’s lab when it was still functional.The building appeared to be a warehouse to others, but it used to be a hospital in the past until it was turned into a warehouse, and the new owners didn’t care to change some things before they abandoned it as well.Mira entered behind them just as Milo cried, “I want my mummy.” He wailed, his small voice cracking with fear and exhaustion.“I want my mummy!” Milo wailed, his small voice cracking with fear and exhaustion. Milo was scared. He didn’t like the man who had been holding him painfully, and he still didn’t feel comfortable around Mira. The sneer on her face wasn’t helping either.“Oh my God,” Mira groaned, glaring at the crying child with s
AUTHOR’S POV“I don’t want anyone slacking off because we are not in game season,” Coach Kelly yelled as the boys ran off the field. “Malone, you especially. The higher-ups still have their eyes on you.”“Yes, Coach,” Malone grinned at the man before rushing towards the shower. He hated going to see Jeremy straight from practice because of the sweat on his body. When he came out of the shower, he noticed his phone lit up as soon as he opened his locker.With a frown, he plucked the phone, and his eyes widened when he saw he had many missed calls from his mother.“What the fuck?” He muttered, worry already lining his features as he dialled his mother. As the phone rang, Malone grabbed his things and began heading towards Jeremy’s classes. He was having exams this morning.His mother answered when he called the second time, “Hey, Mom. I saw your missed calls. What is happening? Did something happen?”“Malone, baby. Milo is missing,” His mother said, and Malone froze on the spot.“What?”
ELLEThe line between fear and madness was so thin, and I was finding out as my world fell apart with every moment of silence. I could hear screaming, but I didn’t know it was me until I felt arms wrapped around me.I looked down to see one of the maids holding me tightly. I didn’t know why until I realised my throat was hurting, I was a mess, and my heart felt like it had been ripped out of my chest.“The young master will be fine,” The maid cried out, holding on to me with all her strength as though she was scared I would run off.I would. I needed to save my baby from those monsters. Or was it a lie? An AI-generated pic to make me go crazy and pull he guards back?I clutched the photo as though it would bring my child back to me. My terrified eyes scanned the image, looking for a clue that wasn’t there, and my wild eyes turned to the maid.“No, it can’t be my Milo,” I sobbed as my legs gave out under me. The maid went with me, trying to console me as best as I could.I shook her of