[Nicole]
I stared wide-eyed at the text scribbled on the paper, fear and disbelief evident in my now teary eyes.
Why can't I be happy like everyone else, and not have anything to scare the living daylight out of me at any given time. Why is it always from one unpleasant issue to another?
I stared back at the paper again, hopeful to see a different message but it was the same badly written write-up but legible enough for anyone to read.
"Your triplets are safe for now. But might not be in thirty minutes time. You have until 04:30 PM to get to the rooftop garden." The message read, and it hit me suddenly.
Rooftop? I asked myself, turning quickly to see the clock on the wall. It was 04:25 PM, I noted with a heart race, and rushed out of the room.
Triplets, rooftop, safe for now repeated in my head nonstop as I hurried out. I was grateful that the pain I had felt after the operation was gone, going out would have been really hectic.
