Selena
My heart raced as I sped towards the police station, the news of Briar's body being found still ringing in my ears. I'd known this was coming, of course, but the reality of it still sent a chill down my spine. Eric's plan was in motion, and there was no turning back now.
As I pulled into the parking lot, I took a moment to compose myself. "Grief-stricken friend," I reminded myself, practicing my best wobbly lip in the rearview mirror. "You're devastated by this tragic loss."
Inside, the station buzzed with activity. The sharp scent of coffee and donuts mingled with the underlying tension in the air. I spotted Ethan near the front desk, his broad shoulders hunched as he spoke with a group of officers.
"Ethan," I called out, infusing my voice with just the right amount of concern.
