Because no one cared whether I was safe, or healthy, or alive. No one but Serena. The sister of my heart, if not of my blood. And even though I’d been plenty alone, I’d never felt so lonely as after she was gone.
I wished I could cry. I wished for lacrimal ducts to let out this horrible terror that she’d left forever, that she’d been taken, that she was in pain, that it was my fault and I’d driven her away with our last conversation. Unfortunately, biology was not on my side. So I worked through my feelings by going to her place and taking care of her damn f*****g cat, who showed his gratitude by scratching me every single day.
And, of course, by looking for her where I shouldn’t have.
I had the keys, after all. Because the key to everything is but a line of code. I was able to rifle th
