Then, she blinked her big, watery eyes and looked at me in confusion. "But Mommy, I’m not sick today, so why can’t I go to school?"
I stroked her soft little cheek and said sincerely, "Because Mommy just can’t bear to be apart from you."
In my past life, taking her to kindergarten led to her sudden, senseless death.
In this life, I would never let anything happen to her, no matter what.
After breakfast, Clara settled on the couch in the living room to watch TV. I gathered the dishes and went into the kitchen to clean up.
Halfway through, my phone rang. It was her homeroom teacher.
"Mrs. Adams, is everything all right? Clara didn’t come to school today. Is she not feeling well?"
The exact same question I had heard in my previous life.
My heart tightened.
As I walked toward the living room, I spoke politely into the phone, "I’m sorry, Ms. Hannah. Clara isn’t feeling well today. I was just about to inform you…"
However, before I could finish the sentence, my voice caught in my throat.
Because just moments ago, my daughter had been sitting quietly on the sofa watching TV…
Now she was gone.
A surge of panic flooded my chest.
I immediately hung up the phone and began frantically searching the house.