Lucy's POV:
The early morning sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows, casting a honey-gold-colored glow over the bedroom.
Ah yes, today's the day, the day we embark on the journey to rescue our son finally. After so many months of basically doing nothing, finally. I couldn't sleep till the early hours of the morning, anxiety eating me up from inside out. As I prepared for the journey ahead, I felt a mix of emotions. Anxiety, hope, and determination.
Okay, four. I was feeling a little fear as well. I mean, what if this was a trap though? I shook my head immediately, shaking all the negative thoughts away. It was way too early to start thinking negatively. Tristan is right, whatever it is, we'll go through it together.