Luca immediately bought a ticket on the next flight to New York.But once he calmed down, he realized there was a problem.New York was huge: more than eight million people, five boroughs, and countless streets.He had no idea where I'd gone. Finding me would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.He sat in his car all night. Just before dawn, he went back to my parents' house.This time he didn't say anything. He just sank to his knees in front of the door.When my mom opened the door, he scared her half to death."Eve, I know I was wrong. Please tell me where Chloe is. I'll go bring her home."My mom scoffed."You know you were wrong?"Then she went back inside, came out with a few sheets of paper, and threw them down in front of him.They were records from the ER.Luca picked them up.The records read, "Right palm: open wound, glass fragments embedded. Cleaned and closed with seven stitches."Back: multiple wounds, glass fragments embedded. Cleaned and closed with nine stitches
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