AMELIA POV.
Finally the hectic long day has come to an end, I locked my office and follow my private passage to my private garage and drive through Stuttgart Central, to the Prime Elites Nursery, Primary and Secondary Academy. And I showed my pass card to the security's check point at the gate of the school, and received permission to go in and fetch my Angel. And the whole drive back home was so harmonious and peaceful.
On reaching home, we're greeted by Mrs. Ramus, which I was taken aback, because on a normal circumstances, she should've left before we arrived home at quarter to seven PM. So I look at the obvious frightened woman and ask curiously, "Mrs. Ramus, why are you still around, and what do you have to tell me about"? Because I can't think of any good reason for her to still be around when we return, so she should have something to tell me.
I watch her fumbling with her fingers, and said, My daughter, Annie who seems not to care about what Mrs. Ramus got to said, halted abruptly in shock on the second step of the stair, when Mrs. Ramus said; "madam, some men in black invaded the house and I couldn't informed the police, because they warned and watched me closely. I shocked and look at her curiously with fear all over me, it couldn't be Celeste Rodger and her adulterer father in-law, Austin Culver right? Because I can't think of having a grudge with anyone else.
Then I ask her, and what did they said, they want? Mrs. Ramus shake her head uncertainty, they didn't say anything, they only search the entire house, including the underground! Then I see my daughter Annie, anxiously rush to her playroom. Although she told me that it's her playroom, but I know that it's more than that. That girl is a genius, in fact she started hacking and researching drugs with me at the age of five. At the age of three, she was already be able to studied and recognize the whole elements in the periodic table, both their physical and chemical reactions, their atomic, electrons, and mass numbers.
The most intriguing thing is that, she even made that underground room herself two years ago, without my knowledge. So I know that the room down there is not just her playroom, but what trouble could she have caused this time around? Because she's always behaving well and that's why I don't worry too much about her. I take a deep breath and thank Mrs. Ramus; 'thank you for letting me know," she nod and said, if there's nothing Ma'am I will take my leave. Then she turn and start heading to the door...
But she was interrupted by the anxious voice of my daughter, as quickly rush toward us dragging a heavily loaded bag which I never knew it exists. No ma'am please wait! But I and Mrs. Ramus turn our attention to her simultaneously, as she continue instructing Mrs. Ramus, but trying hard to avoid my eyes. And said, please help us move out our this to the car. Mrs. Ramus instinctively look at me waiting for my permission, to be honest I don't know what this little freak is up to, but I'm certain that she she have a lot to explain to me and at a moment, I won't risk it even though I haven't planned where to go now, but it's best if we leave this place right away.
So I nod at Mrs. Ramus and watch her drag the heavy bag that only God knows what is inside out, then I look at my daughter, who seems to be expecting the same reaction from me and I called her through gritting teeth; "Annie Johnson! Can you tell me what's going on"? Yes I only call her full name, whenever I'm serious, and she knows that. But to my dismay, she try to brush it off, and said helplessly; "please mom, can we talk about this when we've settle down? I take a deep breath frustratedly, knowing clearly well that, my curiosity is not going to be satiate now, and the matter at hand is urgent.
I resigned to fate and oblige to follow her instructions, as she urge saying, mom make haste and get your important stuff, only things that you don't want to leave. I nod and quickly go to my room and start packing my important belongings then I pick up my photos album and open it, seeing that person, I felt nostalgia. I know, he is looking for me everywhere, I often sees his sign almost every I go, because he leaves our love logo.
But I also know that the enemies are lurking just around in the dark waiting for me to appear, then they will strike. So I have to turn a blind eye not daring to risk my daughter's safety. Because she means everything to me, and she's the reason I fights so hard to live for, in fact I find solace with her. Looking into the photos, I can't help it but sit on the floor and cry painfully, remembering my oldest child whom I wish to name him Ariel, I sniff a sob, feeling embittered with how cruel the Golden family are.
Katie Golden you are so cruel, how could you, a mother not understanding the pains of a mother being separated from her child? And not only that, you took my son away, the moment he was born and deprived me the right to hug my son even once. Oh Ariel my child, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm a weak mother and cannot fight for you and keep running and hiding like a coward, I'm a fail...
Mom?! A worried and helpless voice of Annie interrupted my sorrowful moment and wake me up, as I quickly wipe away the tears from my face and get up on my feet, quickly picking the few things I need to get, as she quietly bend down and assist. Thank God, she's such a sensible girl that she didn't try to ask any questions, even though she knew something was bothering me, and I wouldn't like to talk about it. So we packed up the things that I need and walk out of the house.