Monique
A missing person?
My mind couldn’t hold it. I stared at him, trying to make sense of the words, but they kept slipping past.
“I… I’m not missing,” I finally said, my voice barely there. “I’m right here. I’m fine.”
“I know,” Marcus said gently, keeping his eyes on me like I might shatter if he blinked. “But to them....you disappeared. No phone calls. No emails. You haven’t checked in with anyone. You didn’t even take your charger.”
I blinked. “So they think I’m… what? Dead?”
He shook his head. “Not dead. Just… gone. Vanished. And when someone like you vanishes, people start to pay attention.”
That hollow feeling opened in my chest again. The kind I hadn’t felt since… Ryan.
“What are you saying?” I whispered.
Marcus touched my arm. “I’m saying we need to think, Monique. Care
