Corbin and Sylvia were sitting on the sofa facing each other.
Sylvia asked, "Still no progress with your effort to find your pregnant wife?"
Corbin shook his head sadly and replied, "I haven't found Rebecca yet, I've been trying to find her, but it seemed she disappeared without a trace. I can't find her..." he replied dejectedly.
Sylvia's brows furrowed. "This is puzzling. The ring was supposed to alert you of Rebecca's whereabouts, but why is it that until now it's not giving us any signal yet?" she said while looking at the onyx ring that her son was wearing on his finger. "Unless..."
"Unless she's no longer wearing the ring and it was hidden somewhere, concealing its location," Corbin finished his mother's sentence.
"Yeah, that's what I'm about to say!" Sylvia blurted.
Corbin released a deep sigh. His face showed sadness, longing, and desperation. "I'm just hoping that wherever she is right now, she's safe, together with our twins inside her tummy," he said.
