The next morning, I woke up early, my mind still racing from the events of the previous night. The safe house was quiet, most of the rescued children and rebels still sleeping. I slipped outside, needing some fresh air to clear my head.
To my surprise, I found Drea already awake, sitting on a fallen log at the edge of the clearing. She motioned for me to join her.
"Couldn't sleep?" she asked as I sat down.
I shook my head. "Too much to think about. Drea... I need to talk to you about something important."
She nodded, her expression serious. "Your parents?"
"Yes," I said, taking a deep breath. "I want to rescue them. I know it's dangerous, and I know we have other priorities, but..."
Drea held up a hand to stop me. "Bella, I understand. Family is important. And your parents aren't jus
