Clarabelle's Point Of View
“What's wrong, Clarabelle?" Sean asked.
I didn't know what to answer I am already breaking down so I handed him my phone. My mind is having some thoughts about Alexander getting killed makes my breathing hitch. If they took Alexander, there's a chance that they took my daughter too. I immediately dialed my mother's number to ask if they are alright but they are not answering which made me want to cry. After a few dials, they are still not answering making my chest pound from fear that they might kidnap them too. I don't know what I would do if they ever hurt her. She is too young to experience anything like this.
“Did they answer your calls?" Sean asked knowing that I would check on the girls and my mom.
I shake my head because no voice seems to get out of
