Linda’s Cold Assurances
As we stepped out of the warehouse, a heaviness settled in my chest. Linda’s words replayed in my mind: “She’s with a family who’ll take care of her.” The way she said it—so cold, so detached—didn’t sit right with me. Mark hesitated at the doorway, his expression mirroring my unease. “She seemed a little too eager to let Luna go,” he said, voicing the doubt I hadn’t yet put into words. He was right. Something didn’t add up. I knew I had to dig deeper.
Linda’s Cold Assurances
Puzzling Over Real Family
Linda’s words echoed in my mind, relentless and unsettling. “A real family,” she had said. Yet, something about it felt off, like a puzzle with missing pieces. “Why won’t she just tell us where Luna went?” I murmured to Mark, frustration seeping into my voice. “Maybe she’s hiding something bigger,” he replied, his tone heavy with suspicion. Mystery hung thick in the air, wrapping around us like a shroud. But I knew one thing for certain—truths like these couldn’t stay buried forever. I had to keep digging, no matter where the answers led.
Puzzling Over Real Family
