Mrs Amy sat on the sofa with teary eyes as she gazed down at her son who laid on the sofa with his head resting on her laps. She gently caressed his hair while she kept humming softly to him, looking all devastated and depressed. Her mind racing in space. It's been almost an hour without any news of her daughter's whereabout. A tear dropped down her eyes, she sniffed and swiftly wiped it off with her hand. After realizing Kelvin was fast asleep, she took a quick glance at her phone next to ...