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

The door

eyes, I press my ear to the door, trying to focus on any sound.

on my surroundings. I can hear my own

outside… and

a little louder, my

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I hear

“Mom?”

and my senses are

focus on the door as I slowly put distance between

My back hits the wall

Zaia… you got

into it. A surge of orange aura surrounds me, and the door is ripped off its hinges.

no one

and my heart almost stops when I see Mom lying on

to

behind her back, and she’s gagged. She’s lost a lot of weight

on the bed and

pounding as I rush to her side, unable to stop my hands from

as I untie her quickly.

tears in her swollen bruised eyes, old make–up

can tell from the odour she has not bathed in

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

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

what else.

my child!” She croaks.

She needs

about to rush to the bathroom when she calls

go,” she whispers, her voice full of fear and