Roman’s POV
I hadn’t slept.
Not really.
I laid in the dark, eyes wide open, watching the ceiling like it held answers. But all it did was stare back at me blank, unbothered. Unlike me.
The sound of the city, muffled through my windows, reminded me that the world kept moving. People were living. Laughing. Posting. And yet, everything inside me had stopped the moment Ariana broke down in my arms and told me what they did to her.
What she did to her.
Lana.
Her name was enough to make my jaw clench and my chest burn. I gripped my phone tighter and refreshed the same search for the hundredth time. But Lana was gone. No digital footprint. No recent pictures. No check-ins, no comments, nothing. She’d vanished off the face of the earth, just like the coward she was.
But Clara?
Clara was s
