Chapter 91
ENZO’S POV
I sat alone in my room, the dim light casting long shadows across the walls. It had been two weeks since Arielle went missing, and the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily upon my shoulders. The initial wave of panic had subsided, replaced now by a gnawing sense of helplessness. I thought we would find her soon, but as the days stretched on, hope began to wane.
My mind constantly replayed the memories we shared, the sound of her laughter echoing through my thoughts. Arielle, with her vibrant spirit and contagious enthusiasm, had become an integral part of our lives. And now that she was not here, it felt like a dark, heavy cloud hung over out heads.
I stared at the bulletin board in front of me, covered in photographs, notes, and maps. It was a chaotic mosaic of
