"Helen, I doubt it. I mean, there had to be something related there," Selena says, her voice filled with disbelief.
I glance at her wearily, exhaustion settling heavily in my bones, "I honestly don't know what to think."
I can feel her gaze on me, persistent, almost searching. She can't wrap her head around the fact that Dan isn't my brother.
"I just found out about the home of the girl," Selena whispers, her voice barely audible as she looks around, making sure no one is listening.
I let out a tired sigh, my eyes drifting lazily towards the ground.
I was tirrd about the whole thing, I just needed a break from all this
And I can't shake the heaviness in my chest. It wasn't just Dan that kept me up all night—my thoughts, my emotions, they keep pulling me back into the search..
Selena taps me gently on the shoulder, breaking me from my reverie. "What's wrong?" she asks softly, concern lacing her voice.
I shrug half-heartedly, my words slow and hesitant,
