Beatrice's POV: I got home with Dylan insisting to stay in my home to await any updates that will be coming from the cops. As I got inside my house I found my friends and my husband sitting down calmly having a cup of coffee while my son was having some pancakes, when he saw me he ran up to me with a wide smile plastered on my face. "Hey, my love" I said as I hugged and placed kisses on his cheek. "Mom, Naty is not back" he said in almost a whisper calling his sister on her petname. The feeling of sadness flushes all over me again but I composed myself and forced out a smile, "yeah, she's with her friends having fun, she'll come home soon when they're done having fun, right honey?" I called to my husband and he nodded. "Yes that's right, come here boy, allow your mom to go have some

