I Am The Luna

Chapter 25

ZAIA

I press my foot on the brake as I wait for the security guards to unlock the large gates that leads to the entrance of our home. Once the large gates swing open, I drive through.

“Good evening Madam,” the night security guard says, tipping his hat to me. “Good evening, Aaron,” I reply, sliding my car window up.

I glance up at the house when it comes into view. The upstairs window lights are on and due to the warmth, a few of the windows are open.

The sound of a child’s laughter reaches my ears, and it’s like music. I park up in the driveway and turning the ignition off, I get out and shut the door quietly, wanting to surprise them.

I lock the car doors and make my way up the three steps that lead to the large four-bedroom home. Dad did not hold back. He gave us this when we first arrived.

Not only is it in a private area, but it’s extremely secure on all sides. The property itself has large walls topped with spikes surrounding it.

“Come on, time for bed!” Mom’s voice rings in the air. Oh, he’s being a handful again!

on my face. I step inside and lock the door behind me. Putting

the carpeted stairs, glad I made it home before they fall asleep. The door to their bedroom stands open, there’re

beds that are against one wall with

when my three-year-old son barrels into me, wrapping his arms around

eyes and black hair. A spitting image of his

when I move back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok, Mommy!” He

notice her in the bed, hidden behind Mom, I walk over to them and kiss Mom’s forehead softly

That’s what mothers do. She gets up and I sit down as the

brush back her dark copper-coloured

almost never made it… she spent six months after her birth in hospital until she was deemed strong enough to leave… despite being three years old, she is extremely small, unlike Zion, who looks

have much weight and

at me, and I nod. “Yes, my darling, I’m right here,” I whisper, kissing her forehead. “I’m happy…” she says with a gigantic yawn. “Will

before I

ask the boy who is gathering up the airplane he has built with Legos. “Yes, please, but look at my plane.

you two are incredible and so

of the room, leaving me with my two dew drops as we all shuggle into the bed, and I read them a story of a young boy who goes on an adventure

fast asleep, but I continue the story, letting them drift into a deep sleep.

Mommy…” he murmurs sleepily. “Goodnight my Superman,” I reply, kissing his cheek

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