Only God knew what they were doing to my baby girl right now.
What if she was crying? I prayed they didn't hit her, she was just recuperating from an illness.
What if they really didn't care about that and hit her?
God please she was so small.. they'd kill her...
I didn't know when another array of tears began flowing down my face.
I needed Louisa here and now.
But I also needed to be strong for this. If I was crying what do I expect Louie to be doing?
Wiping away my tears with my shirtsleeves wasn't doing much because as soon as I clean them, they got replaced quickly.
Soon enough I gave up on trying to dry up my face and allowed myself to cry it all out.
Slowly, my cries turned into sobs that I couldn't control. I became a mess.
"Iris your-" Megan's voice invaded my thoughts an
