I Am The Luna

Chapter 0233

I keep my pace steady as I slowly make my way to the doors to unlock them with my key, placing the bags down first, with my hand on my hip, just as I have seen our housekeeper do for years. If someone is watching us or has cameras, I can’t let

anyone suspect us..

Almost inside…

This place is heavily guarded outside, but inside I will be fine.

It’s extremely quiet, and I place the bags into the coat closet before I begin searching

around the house for Mom. I know the staff has been in and out, but as far as I know,

Mom has refused to leave the house since our falling out.

If she thought that would make me come back, she was wrong. I can’t forgive her for

all her lies. Yes, I love her. She is my mom, after all.

There’s complete silence, which means not even the staff is here… I was told I’d be

notified if Mom left the house. I have heard nothing, so where is she?

I hurry up the stairs when I find she is not anywhere downstairs and head towards

her bedroom. I knock on the door lightly, waiting for an answer, but there is nothing.

I frown, trying the door handle. It’s locked.

Is she asleep?

I knock again.

“Mom?” I whisper, glancing towards the stairs, hoping no one showed up like the

guards would be on alert then.

louder. The door is

the door, trying to focus on

on my surroundings. I can hear my own heart… the

outside… and

a little louder, my voice ringing in the silent

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I hear a muffled

“Mom?”

right, and my senses are

the door as I slowly put

hits the wall opposite and

you got

and slam my shoulder into it. A

and hope no one heard

and my heart almost stops when I see

gets to

a mess, her arms and legs are tied behind her back, and she’s gagged. She’s lost a lot of weight and bruises fresh and old

bed and worry envelops me.

is pounding as I rush to

I untie her quickly.

bruised eyes, old

can tell from the odour she

this!” I ask, my voice shaking as I remove the cloth from around her

to help her sit and I realise one of her arms is broken

what else.

my child!” She

She needs water!

the bathroom when she calls

no time, Zaia, please go,” she whispers, her voice full of