Chapter 422 - Four Hundred And Twenty-two: Farewell (1/2)

Reina's point of view:

Luke 22: 7: Then came the day of Unleavened Bread, on which the Passover lamb had to be sacrificed.

That was the only Bible verse that came to mind as I watched my family have dinner. Just like Jesus had the last supper with his disciples, this might as well become my last supper with my family - Tomorrow was the D-day.

The kids were ignorant to what would happen the next day, the clan wanted it that way to avoid unnecessary panic and drama from them. But I was sure as hell that Isabella knew what was going on, else she wouldn't be giving me these strange looks.

She just kept stealing glances at me and each time our gaze met, she would tear her gaze much. Isn't that creepy or am I being too dramatic?

As usual, the twins and Neon quibbled on the table, and surprisingly to them I didn't complain and they went on - they must think their mother had a change of heart. If only they knew I was savoring the happy moments.

I don't know what tomorrow might bring, so I wanted to etch every single detail into my head. According to our supposition, Miguel hasn't many men but that finding wasn't accurate plus the fact anything could happen.

Although they didn't successfully exterminate me, Angela's death was a clear taunt, and no crazy man would do that unless he was prepared for the war. The fact that Miguel was willing to take on a big gang like ours meant that he probably had a card up his sleeve.

”Mommy,”

”Huh?” Ailee roused me from my thoughts.

”Can we catch some fun tomorrow? You know, go to the amusement park and all?” She said, fluttering her eyelashes with a pouted lips.

I didn't have to ask what they were up to again since the answer was pretty obvious.

”No,” was my stern reply.

”What?!” The girl didn't believe I would say no to that, ”Why? It's just fun and we promise not to do anything evil,” She whined.

”Because tomorrow is war and I want you all as far away from it,”

Of course, I didn't say that out loud but that was the idea here. Yes, our gang was pretty loyal, but then, if Jesus could have a betrayal amongst his twelve disciples, ours wouldn't be any different - we had hundreds.

Miguel would be prepared as well and trust me, he sure as hell would fight dirty - hiding in the shadows to kill my mother was a pretty low move. I won't let my kids into harm's way, which is why they would be at home - guarded and safe. I knew If possible, Miguel might find ways to blackmail and threaten me, I would not let my children be the bargaining chips in his crazy game.

”My answer remains the same, Ailee,” I said to her, but of course my stubborn daughter didn't give up. I wonder who she inherited that stubbornness from? Niklaus probably.

”And I asked why?!” she demanded

”Because whoever killed your grandmother is still out there and until we catch him, you, no, all of you are not safe. That's why,” I decided to be straightforward with them.

You see, my kids are not your average ones and unless I don't want my lovely daughter sneaking out tomorrow - this wasn't the first time - I better be honest with her. To all of them.