Kelly
The call from Anderson had shattered the little thread I was holding onto. Aiden, my sweet, innocent Aiden, was missing. Panic clawed at my chest as I paced around the house, unsure of what to do. Adrian was making calls, organizing a search, but I couldn’t stand still. I needed to act.
“Kelly, stop,” Adrian said, his hand on my palm. “We’re doing everything we can. Just stay here.”
I shook him off, unable to contain my panic.
“You don’t understand. I can’t just sit here! What if something’s happened to him? What if—”
“Kelly, I know. I’m scared too,” Adrian said, his voice strained. “But we can’t make any rash decisions. We need to think this through.”
I looked at him, eyes wild with fear, and then I bolted for the door. I didn’t care what Adrian thought; I had to find Ai
