Araceli POV
It was slightly light.
I opened my eyes with difficulty.
I actually dreamed about that night five years ago again last night.
I covered the dark circles under my eyes with thick concealer, washed up and then walked Krish and Valeria to daycare.
I watched the kids walk in and then my phone rang.
I glanced at the caller ID.
An unfamiliar number.
I stared at the number for a few seconds and put the call through.
"Is this Ms. Araceli Chancey?"
An old voice came from the other end of the line.
I frowned and said calmly, "Yes. May I ask who you are?"
"I'm Ramon's father, Robert Fleming," he said slowly, "Do you have a moment to talk to me, please?"
My heart skipped a beat.
My worst fears had come true after the revelation of my two children.