LOGIN“I want him found,” I say immediately.“I’ve got Blaze working on it. We’re waiting on tracking information.”As if on cue, his phone pings. He glances at it and then looks back at me. “That’s him.”“Where?” Gunner asks.The address is quickly entered into the GPS, and Jack adjusts course without he
NOAH.I can’t sit still, no matter how hard I try.For the past hour, maybe more, I’ve lost track of time. I’ve been in dad’s office, alternating between sitting, standing, and pacing, only to repeat the same cycle again seconds later because staying still feels like I’m suffocating.The silence in
“Here,” she says softly, holding it where Sierra can see. “This is her.”Sierra’s eyes settle on the screen, and for the first time since she woke up, she truly focuses. For a second there I think I see tears forming in her eyes, but it’s gone the moment she blinks.Aunt Ivy begins to speak, her voi
LILLY.Sierra lies on the bed, so still that I have to keep checking the monitors to make sure she’s still with us. The machines are back in place, the wires reattached, everything functioning the way it should but none of it feels right. Nothing about this feels right.Aunt Ivy and I have been here
“What are we going to do?” she whispers, her voice breaking. “As long as the baby is missing… Sierra won’t survive this. She won’t.”Lilly moves closer to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, but she doesn’t say anything. There’s nothing to say.“We are doing everything we can,” the older officer as
NOAH.The room is quiet again. Not the kind of quiet that brings relief, but the kind that settles after something has been torn apart.Machines lie overturned, wires hanging loose, equipment scattered across the floor like debris after a storm. The air still feels charged, like Sierra’s screams are
The table is alive with noise. Nolan’s telling some wild story about his soccer practice, Nova interrupting every other sentence to “correct” him, and my sisters are laughing their asses off.I try to listen, I really do, but my mom’s voice from earlier still pulses in my ears.The words are like a
Hi Loves, so I realized that I made a huge mistake and I'm sorry about that. I miscalculated the ages of the parents. Ava and the rest are supposed to be in their forties and not late fifties. I'm really sorry for that and I've already submitted the corrections to my editor. Hopefully it'll be fixed
Apart from the twins, they’re the other reason I didn’t end things even when I felt like I couldn’t live a second longer. They would have been devastated, and I’ve never wanted to be the reason they’re hurting.“How have you been, big brother?” Iris asks, concern hidden in the depths of her blue eye
Lilly answers on the third ring, her voice clipped. “What do you want?”“I need Sierra’s number,” I said flatly.Silence. Then, “Why?”“I have something to discuss with her.”Her tone sharpens instantly. “If this is about the pregnancy, Noah—”“It is,” I cut in.A tense pause, and then she threatens







