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!

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

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

the two beds that are against one wall with

I gasp when my three-year-old son barrels into me, wrapping his arms around my thighs.”

back at me with bright blue eyes and black hair. A spitting image of his father, right down to the

him in for a hug. “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

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

up and I sit down as the girl in the bed stirs. She’s

her dark copper-coloured hair, my

strong enough to leave… despite being three years old, she is extremely small,

have much weight and is quite petite in size, but she’s no less

right here,” I whisper, kissing her forehead. “I’m happy…”

nod before

Do you want a bedtime story?” I ask the boy who is gathering up the airplane he has built with Legos. “Yes, please,

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

shuggle into the bed, and I read them a story of a young boy who goes on an adventure to discover

they are both fast asleep, but I continue the story, letting them drift into a deep sleep. Only then do I slowly lift

“Goodnight my Superman,” I reply, kissing his cheek softly before pulling the bedsheet over

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