The third day gradually wore on with no sign of Anna leaving her room. Ryan hoped she would at least see Adele. She was, after all, the reason they were together at all. This was the third time Adele had gone to talk to Anna at her door.
His thought was cut short when he heard Adele scream for him.
“Daddddy…Mommy has a knife!!!“
“A knife?“ Registering the implication of fragile emotional Anna with a knife, he quickly rushed upstairs.
“Anna?“ She burst into tears. He quickly ushered Adele away.
“Baby, go find Mrs Wright”
“Will she be okay?“
“Your mommy will be just fine”
“Anna. Stop crying”
“I swear, I didn't do it willingly” was the first thing he had heard from her in three days.
“I know. I'm sorry you had to go through that. I'm going to find whoever did this to you” He vowed.
