Annabel's POV

Dead silence.

My heart raced as I tossed my handbag and climbed the stairs, whispering prayers and hoping that the thoughts in my head weren't true.

I placed my hand on the knob and pushed the door open silently. Upon stepping in, I heaved a sigh of relief.

My babies were there on their beds, fast asleep with a peaceful look on their faces.

I placed a kiss on their foreheads and turned to leave. Immediately I shut the door, a deep voice came from behind.

Frightened, I turned and gasped.

It was Myron, staring down at me with eyes as dark as the night. His looks were...