Zack's POV.
I have never felt this way before. The weight of uncertainty, the ache of helplessness, and the bitter sting of betrayal were all rolled into one heavy ball in my chest. My thoughts were racing, colliding, refusing to settle long enough for me to breathe. My hands shook as I gripped the steering wheel, the photograph of Eve’s parents resting against the dashboard like an accusation.
I had known her for a short while, but this? This was unlike anything I had imagined. Finding pictures of her father, her mother, in the hands of people she barely knew—it was jarring, unsettling, and above all, dangerous. I should have been able to explain it to her, just once, calmly, without her storming into confusion or fear. And yet, I had hesitated. I had stayed silent, thinking I could pr
