~MATTEO~
She's gone.
She's f*****g gone!
I run my hand through my hair as I walk out of the police station into the parking lot. I spotted my little sister leaning on my black BMW with her head bowed down.
"Let's go home", I say and she raises her head. Her bloodshot eyes made me know that she was crying. We got into the car and drove home.
The drive home was silent, but it wasn't awkward. I parked the car in the garage and Alfred came in. "Welcome back, Sir", he greets. "Thanks Alfred", I say with a nod and he nods.
Briana follows me out of the garage into the house. I didn't know what to say but I told Martha to prepare dinner and went up the stairs.
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Never in my life have I been this worked up about someone. I grip my wet hair and let out a loud groan as I turn off the tap.
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