I Am The Luna

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 my bag and keys down, I kick my heels off and stretch. Goddess,

stairs, glad I made it home 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

sitting on one of the two beds that are against one wall

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

and he stares back at me with bright blue eyes and black hair. A spitting image of his father, right

for a hug. “Hey Superman, show me this plane,” I say when I move back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok,

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

until I’m home and safe. That’s what mothers do. She gets up and I sit

copper-coloured hair, my heart clenching

hospital until she was deemed strong

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

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

nod before I

up the airplane he has built with Legos. “Yes, please, but look at my plane. Sia helped me,” he says, glancing at his

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

shuggle into the bed, and I read

asleep, but I continue the story, letting them drift into a deep sleep. Only then do

sleepily. “Goodnight my Superman,” I reply, kissing his cheek

Sia and fix the sheet around her. I feel her pulse in her wrist, frowning

trying to soften the pain in my

little Sia… until this day, the doctors don’t know what’s wrong with her. But