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!

I step inside and lock the door behind me. Putting my bag and keys down, I kick

before they fall asleep. The door to their bedroom stands open, there’re toys and towels strewn across the carpeted floor, and I pick them up. I massage the back of my neck as I stop in

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

son barrels into me, wrapping his arms around my thighs.” Mommy! I

at me with bright blue eyes

“Hey Superman, show me this plane,” I say when I move back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok, Mommy!” He runs off, and I slowly stand up as

I walk over to them and kiss Mom’s forehead softly as she beams up at me. “Ah Zaia, you’re

always worries until I’m home and safe. That’s what mothers do. She gets up and I sit down as the girl in the bed

brush back her dark copper-coloured

strong enough to leave… despite being three years old, she is extremely small, unlike Zion, who looks older than his

Tinkerbell doesn’t have much weight and is quite

stare back at me, and I nod. “Yes, my darling, I’m right here,” I whisper, kissing

nod before I

story?” I ask the boy who is gathering up the airplane he has built with Legos. “Yes, please, but look

did she now… that is incredible, you two are incredible and so

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 to discover

into a deep sleep. Only then do I slowly lift Zion up and put him into his

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

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