I immediately called Luna, and the call was quickly answered. The person who picked up was Donavan, and I could clearly hear my daughter Tallulah crying in the background.
"Where have you taken my daughter?" I demanded.
Donavan sneered, "What are you afraid of? The child's birth mother is here. We won't do anything to her."
"Bring Tallulah back right now," I ordered.
"Why should we? Luna gave birth to her. Why should we send her back to you?"
"Because she's completely unfit to be a mother."
As soon as I said that, they abruptly hung up the phone.
I quickly reported it to the police, explaining the whole situation. The authorities swiftly accessed surveillance footage and located where Luna and Donavan were currently staying.
After getting the address, I rushed over immediately.
Luna opened the door, with Donavan behind her, holding Tallulah.