★Cassandra★
By Saturday evening, my nerves were stretched so thin that every sound in my apartment made me jump. The entire day had slipped by with no word from Nathan. No call. No message. Nothing. It was completely out of character for him, and the longer the silence lasted, the harder it became to breathe. Timothy paced the length of my living room, running both hands through his hair over and over. I sat on the couch with my phone in my lap, staring at Nathan’s contact picture as if it would suddenly light up. It did not.
“This does not make sense,” Timothy muttered as he stopped pacing. “He would never just disappear,”
“I know,” I said quietly. My stomach twisted in knots. “Something is wrong. I can feel it,” Timothy let out a harsh breath.
“We need to do something,”
“We have t
