35 days without Sophia Matthews.
"I've told you this story so many times. Why do I have to keep saying it?" I groan, screwing my eyes shut. I take a deep sigh before looking forward at him.
"Until it makes sense." Andrew snaps, taking a swing of the bottle in his hand. After he takes a drink, he tosses the nearly empty bottle.
"What do you mean until it makes sense? It makes perf-" my older brother cuts me off, his eyes rolling as he spoke.
"It makes no sense. Like at all. You mean to tell me you believe this bullshit?" He says, frowning at me before wiping his face. My eyes roll to the wall, looking at a picture frame that held a picture of Maya from when she was one years old.
"She said she doesn't want to see me." I say again, wondering how much more clearer I can get. I tell him t
