"Mommy, someone is at the door" William, the five year old kid yelled all the way from his room, for his mother, Maria, to go get the door.
She was downstairs, in the kitchen making breakfast for him. He didn't know the reason why she couldn't hear the knock at the front door.
She just came out of the backyard to check the stew on fire, only then did she hear the knocking before she washed her hands, and made way to the door.
She opened it without asking who it was, a rash action that she regretted doing when she saw who was standing in front of her. It was nobody else, but Axel Hamilton.
All colors drained from her face, and she could hardly breathe when she realized what sort of situation she was in. Axel was standing in front of her, and she had been nothing but a fool who didn't take his word for it, that he would be back for her.
