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Mommy! Daddy!? Please don’t leave me! Help me, please! I didn’t do anything wrong! Please, don’t let them take me

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Mommy! Daddy!? Please don’t leave me! Help me, please! I didn’t do anything wrong! Please, don’t let them take me. I'll behave and listen please don't leave me. I don't wanna go with them. It's not my fault, it's not me! The last thing that rang through the air was my ear-piercing scream.

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Phoenix POV:


I awoke with a jolt, covered in sweat and tears. That dream, more like a nightmare, has been haunting me ever since I can remember,
but the thing is it feels so real, Like I’ve experienced it and suppressed it so much, that it is coming back in my most peaceful state. My parents are living a few blocks away from me, and they have never given me away, so there is no way of telling where that dream came from.

Sighing I get up and walk into my bathroom to get my morning routine started. Looking into the mirror, I am meeting the eyes of a person whom I no longer recognize. My eyes are sunken in with bags underneath, and my skin isn’t the usual glowing chocolate complexion. I honestly need to take a serious break from work and go on a much-needed vacation but I can’t, duty calls, so with that being said I turned on the shower putting the temperature to it’s boiling state and got in.

After my 20 minute shower, I head into my walk-in closet wrapped in my pink fluffy robe to look for my outfit of the day. Looking at the third rack I found my favorite white pantsuit along with my white undergarments and decided to pair it with my nude pumps then adding a bag and I was ready for work. Once I was ready I headed down towards the kitchen where I know my chef is making my coffee with a buttered toast to go with it.

“Good morning Alberto, thank you for breakfast,” I said with a wide smile. 

“Of course hun but please start eating more for breakfast,” he says with a sigh.

“I’ll try. Please call my chauffeur and let him know I am ready to go,” I reply while gathering my breakfast to leave.

“Yes ma’am.”

With that, I walked out to the front of the house and right on time to see my driver pull in front of me. He got out, smiled towards me, and opened the door for me to be seated. I let out a small thank you and waited until he got to the driver’s side and pulled out of the driveway. The drive to the office was usually long but with this traffic, it would take longer, so I closed my eyes and decided to loosen up for a moment.

“Hello, my love.”

I quickly snapped my head towards the sound of the person's voice, he had concealed himself in the corner of the seat where it is most dark and shielded his face.

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