'Kaitlyn must be abusing my son, Oliver! Oliver, my son with my ex-husband Benjamin. My once sweet, clingy six-year-old angel who used to giggle as he followed me everywhere. And now, that cruel woman Kaitlyn was laying her hands on him?'
I couldn't waste another second. I hastily packed my bags, wishing I had wings to fly to Oliver's side and rescue him immediately.
Just as I was about to leave, I felt something moving near my feet. Looking down, I saw a fat rat dragging my slipper, looking proud of itself, with its beady eyes filled with mockery.
'Not this rat again!'
This was the same rat I had caught for my experiment with the mysterious liquid. Somehow, it had escaped.
Since then, it had become my nemesis, spilling buckets, gnawing on my clothes, knocking over my cups.
It even h
