Caroline's POV:
As I hid in the corner, I held onto the gun with trembling hands and felt nervous.
All I wanted to do at the moment was to escape.
But the second I walked forward, the lights inside the warehouse suddenly went out.
Darkness enveloped the warehouse and I could feel my heart beating like a snare drum in my chest.
Suddenly, I heard a gunshot from behind me.
It was followed by the sound of a body falling to the ground.
Startled, I gripped my gun as my hands trembled uncontrollably.
Just then, the door of the warehouse was opened.
A dazzling light appeared before my eyes and I instinctively squinted.
Once my eyes had adapted to the brightness, I saw Susan lying on the ground.
And the kidnappers were all gone.
I suppressed my fear and ran towards Susan.
She lay on the ground with eyes widened in shock.
The bullet had hit her heart, and blood soaked her clothes. It looked so terrifying!
I checked her pulse and leaned closer to her nose to check if she was still breathing. But alas, she was dead.
Even though Susan was a hateful, ungrateful woman, I never thought she'd die like this.
But even so, I didn't pity her.
She had it coming.
I sprang to my feet and hurriedly looked for the twins.
I searched almost every nook and cranny of the warehouse, but I still couldn't find them.
Panic overcame me, so I tried to call Charles again.
It took a while, but thank God he answered after a few tries.
"Charles, Susan kidnapped the twins. I can't find them! Please... help me! Look for them, okay?"
"Where are you right now?" Charles asked in a slightly nervous voice. Upon hearing the sound of his voice, somehow I no longer felt that nervous.
As I sobbed, I told him the address of the abandoned warehouse.
After the phone call, I tried to stand up, but my knees went weak and I lost consciousness.
By the time I woke up again, I found myself inside the hospital.
Someone was holding me tightly.
My faced was pressed against a warm, muscular chest.
I looked up and met Charles' deep set eyes.
"Caroline, you're awake! How are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable?" I could sense concern in his eyes.
Feeling awkward, I struggled out of his embrace. "Charles, have you found the twins? Are they hurt?" I asked worriedly.
"The twins were home the whole time. As a matter of fact, they were never kidnapped. You've been tricked," Charles replied.
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, my God! That's so good to hear."
If my twins had gotten hurt, I would never forgive myself for the rest of my life!
"What about Susan?" I asked hesitantly.
Suddenly, the sound of the gunshot and Susan's bloody body appeared in my mind. My heart skipped a beat.
Back when I heard those gunshots, all I could think about were the frightened faces of my children.
I was so scared that I would never be able to see them or hear them call me "mommy" ever again. "Susan is dead. She died from a gunshot wound. The bullet in her body matched the rounds in the gun you were holding," Charles replied sternly.
"I didn't kill her! Those men did!" I explained, shaking my head.
"Caroline, take it easy. I trust you," Charles responded in a comforting voice.
The mere site of his caring gaze alleviated my restlessness.
I nodded, trying to calm myself down.
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