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!

my head, unable to stop the smile from spreading on my face. I step inside and lock the door behind me. Putting my bag and keys down, I kick my heels off and

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

is sitting on one of the two beds that are against one wall with a chest of three drawers standing between the two

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

and he stares back at me with bright blue eyes and black hair.

back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok, Mommy!” He runs off, and I slowly stand up as I scan the room

behind Mom, I walk over to them and kiss Mom’s forehead softly as she beams up

do. She gets up and I

copper-coloured hair, my heart clenching

birth in hospital until she was deemed strong enough to leave… despite being three

but my Tinkerbell doesn’t have much weight and is quite petite in size, but she’s no less bright than her

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

before I turn

has built with Legos. “Yes, please, but look at my plane.

she now… that is incredible, you two are incredible and so clever! Look at this amazing

as we all shuggle into the bed, and I read them a story of a young boy who goes

letting them drift into a deep sleep. Only then do I slowly lift Zion

he murmurs sleepily. “Goodnight my Superman,” I reply,

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