AMARA
I had never felt so lost, so completely thrown off balance, in my entire life.
The moment I got the call, I sped down to the school like a madwoman. I didn’t even bother turning off the engine—I left the car running, Soya still inside, and bolted into the school building.
The first person I laid eyes on was the school director.
“Where is my daughter?!” I screamed, stomping towards her. She just stood there, frozen, saying nothing. My hand shot forward, grabbing the front of her shirt.
It took both Soya and a nearby teacher to pry me away.
“I brought my daughter to school with my own two hands this morning!” I cried, my voice shaking. “And now you’re calling me to say she’s missing? Missing?! How does a child go missing from school?!”
“We sincerely apologize, ma’am,” the direct
