Dylan’s POV
Ever since Ally had traded herself for my parent’s freedom, my mom was devasted.
She barely ate and she didn’t leave her room unless she had to.
My dad was recovering quickly and tried his best to make my mom feel better.
Brody was working harder than ever. He tried his best to take over for me while I kept myself locked up in the office, trying to find clues to where he could have been taking her.
We must have missed something the first time we looked for him.
He couldn’t just appear out of thin air and disappear into it right after.
I had a hard time existing.
Being awake was rough, eating was difficult, and sleeping was impossible.
Every time I closed my eyes, her face appeared in my dreams. And at first, I didn’t mind that because I already missed her li
