{Ellie’s POV}
The next days that passed were even worse.
Every morning, we would receive news about a dead body found in the woods, and every time I’d hear it, I couldn’t help but feel my heart drop every time, and an intense fear would chock me until I could no longer breathe. And the most painful part of it was that I wouldn’t even do anything about it but wait until Rhys and Noah came home to inform us who the person was.
It was never dad…thank goodness.
But I couldn’t help but wonder, for how long it’s going to be like this? How long until it was dad’s turn? How long are we going to hope that one of these days he will suddenly show up and tell us his adventurous story? How long am I going to keep on avoiding everyone and wait for dad?
“You know, I couldn’t help but notice that som
