~ Sylara's POV ~
"Lara!!!" The sound of my mom's voice, sharp and demanding, ripped me from the sweet edge of sleep. My brief, precious nap was instantly murdered. I had no choice but to drag myself out of bed.
The moment I stepped into the living room, I froze. Two uniformed policemen were seated on our pristine white couch, looking far too comfortable.
"What's going on, Mom?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, trying desperately to keep the panic from showing as my eyes darted between my parents and the unsettling guests.
"Come sit with us," she gestured for me to come over. I went to my parents and sat between them.
I was still wondering why the police were in our house when my mom held my hand, caressing it softly.
"Tell the police everything you know," she said.
"Everything ab
