Mrs.CEO

38. No Body to Mourn

Anxiety.

That is the word to best describe what I was feeling at this precise moment.

Here I was with Brandon, but I had no idea where my twins were.

Dylan went to the rescue, but I have not heard back.

I did not even attempt to move from my current position. Scott left, and I begged him not to mention a word of the current situation, he did not seem to agree but he did as I asked.

My phone rang and I immediately picked it up.

"DYLAN?"

"No silly, it is the better looking Maxwell."

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

"Carter I do not know how to tell you this." I began sniffling.

Tears began accumulating in the corner of my eye and I just knew the waterworks were coming.

"Kota, you are scaring me."

"She took my kids?" Silence.

"Who?" I could feel the anger radiating through the phone.

"Hayley."

"God forbid I ever see her because I will be going to jail for murder. I am flying there, soon. Where is my brother?"

"He went to go get our kids."

"Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why did you guys not call the police?"

"She threatened to hurt the kids."

"How long ago did he leave?"

"About two hours."

"An---"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the car.

I ran to the door, and as soon as I opened it there they were.

"Dakota?"

"My babies." I sighed.

"Okay, so are you guys good?" Carter asked.

"No."

"No?"

"Dylan sacrificed himself for the twins."

"What do you mean sacrifice?"

"He agreed to start a new life with Hayley in exchange for the safety of our kids."

"You know what, come back home right this instant. I'll set up for the private jet to bring you back. We will figure this out when I know you are completely safe with the kids."

"Okay." I hung up my phone and began packing my stuff and headed back to the airport.

As promised Carter set up the flight and I was just to get on with my kids who were fast asleep.

In the flight, I could not shut an eye. All I wanted was my husband to embrace me and tell me that everything was okay.

Next thing I know I was sobbing, uncontrollably.

Was there ever going to be a peaceful moment in my life?

A moment in which I would fully understand the meaning of happiness?

During the course of the flight all I did was cry.

Cry for my kids.

Cry for my husband.

Cry for me.

Cry for us.

Brandon began shuffling, and next thing I know his eyes were wide open. Those eyes who belonged to no other than the love of my life.