[DEVON’s Point of View]
“Devon, we have to go!”
“Shhh!”
“Madison must be already in the room!” Diana grabbed me by the arm and forced me to return to the playroom. ‘I don’t want to worry Mom, Devon!”
“Look.” I turned around to face my twin sister, hoping she understood it was important to me. “I am doing this because I need to help Mom, Diana. Do you want to help Mom as well?”
She nodded several times while pouting and then whispered, “But we are not supposed to go running around the manor. Mom told us not to leave the playroom no matter what.”
I smiled at her and held her hand. “I can take you back there, sis.”
“You have to go with me.” she insisted.
I looked back at the guards and I saw one approached them. The rest of the guards turned upset and anxious, though, making me more curious about what was happening. Could there be enemies inside? Was Mom in danger again?!
“Devon!”