* Claire’s POV *
I sat alone in my room, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. Sarah, my precious baby, had been taken from me, and I felt like my heart was ripped from my chest. It was an all consuming pain, and it was the helplessness more than anything else which destroyed me and tore at my heart.
Every bit of my soul felt like it had been destroyed, and I was nothing but a shell of my former self. I was broken, shattered, and all I could think about was the fact that Sarah must be so scared and helpless right now. Whoever had taken her wouldn’t care that she was in pain. They would let her suffer, and it was that pain which ate at my soul.
I lay down for a short nap, but I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of my stomach. I needed to find ou
