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ALAYNA

It’s been more than twenty-four hours now since Oliver has gone missing. There’s still no sign of where we can find him or any news from his abductors. I feel genuine helplessness and anxiety because it was supposed to be me. I was supposed to be in his place. But instead, I’m here—staying in this luxurious suite with a nice bed and delicious hotel food while he’s out there. He probably hasn’t had anything to eat. I didn’t want to get kidnapped either. Who wants something like that? However, because of me... he’s...

I shake my head. Blaming myself now won’t help us either.

I go back to my room, thinking I should probably get myself prepared. Brandon said we’re leaving the hotel in a few minutes. I tap the keycard at my door and step inside. But to my astonishment, Cassius and Casey are inside.

Cassius is on the couch, massaging his eyebrows while his elbows rest on his knees, and Casey is standing by the window, looking as restless as I am.

“How did you guys get in here?” I ask