“Where are they?”, I jumped out of the car, still in my sleeping gown, with two different pairs of slippers, and ran into the hall leading to Efe's wing.
My heart was beating so fast that it could explode at any moment. I was petrified for my children's lives.
I sprinted into the room where my children were and saw Ada holding them in her arms.
The audacity of her to show her face in front of my children and hold them as if they mattered to her. The one who didn't believe me when I told her how I got pregnant with them, the one who was willing to throw me out of her home because she was embarrassed by me.
“Let go of my children!”, I growled at her and rushed to grab them away from her,
I held both Bilal and Belle, scanning over their bodies to make sure they were fine. They started
