Margaux
I felt my soul leaving my body when I received that call from the Principal of Shawn’s school. I even had to slap myself to be able to believe that it was real.
“Is this Miss Margaux Marbel?” The urgency in the principal's voice kept me nervous.
I am in the hospital, busy checking up on patients. I wouldn’t even plan on taking the call if it wasn’t Shawn's school.
“Speaking. Why did you call?” I tried to calm down even though I already have a hunch on what possibly is happening.
I texted Quinn to fetch Shawn at half-past three. He didn’t reply the first time so I sent another message. He must be there now with my son. Quinn may be a grade-A asshole but I believe he would take care of my son.
He should try and hurt Shawn and he will see!
“Ma’am, your son, Shawn…we took him
