Kieran:
Something was wrong.
I had known it for the past two hours.
Had felt it crawling under my skin, tightening around my chest, making it harder to breathe with every passing minute.
But now, now it wasn't just a feeling anymore.
It was real.
And it was driving me insane.
I stood in the middle of the living room, my phone still clenched tightly in my hand and my gaze locked on the screen even though I knew exactly what it would show.
Nothing.
There were no new messages, no missed calls, no sign of her.
"She said she would be back by afternoon," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else.
Oscar didn't respond immediately.
He was standing near the window, his posture rigid and his eyes fixed outside like he could somehow will her to appear on the driveway.
"She messaged at two," he said finally, his voice controlled... but only barely. "Said she would stay for dinner."
I clenched my jaw.
"Yeah. And then she disappeared."
Silence fell again, heavy and suffocating.
