43 - Marianne

I struggled to control my own emotions and confronted Ryan. "You're wrong, Ryan. My son and Crista broke up. They don’t see each other anymore either. Now if you’ll excuse me."

I was about to stand up when I heard him speak again.

"If what you're saying is true, then why don't you call Jack right now?" Ryan challenged.

I was silent for a moment before I took out my phone and quickly dialed Jack's number. I froze. My heart stopped beating as no one answered on the other line.

His phone was turned off.

"Marianne… Maybe they're still here. Do you want to see it for yourself and confirm?" Ryan suggested.

I know Jack will never do what Ryan is telling me right now. My son will never lie to me. He’s not that kind of person.

He is not like his father.

But why was I slowly losing hope while I was following Ryan to this hallway with rooms surrounding us?

My breathing trembled as I felt my palms turn colder and colder with every idea that began to penetrate my head. My heart pounded louder and