Mrs. Bonifacio
I couldn't sleep, I kept tossing around the bed, rolling from one side to the other, my mind seems restless, suddenly I sat up on the bed breathing heavily as beads of sweat trickled down my forehead
''Sweetheart, is everything okay?" I heard my husband asking and turned to see he sat up already with a worried look on his face
I sighed and nodded my head in affirmation, I facepalm myself as so many thought crosses my mind
These past few months have not been easy for me and my husband, the sudden loss of contact we had with our daughter was a huge blow on us, this was not what we planned and it has been so hard for us cause we've virtually did everything to find her, even our detectives in Mexico couldn't track her
We already gave up hope of find g her hoping
