MIA’S POV.
It’s nearly 7 AM, and Griffin hasn’t called once with news. Josh sent a text 3hours ago that they are at the police station but they were not helpful, so they searching again. I know Griffin only invited Josh with to put my heart at ease, but that’s not even working. They must find her. My body trembles with fear, and the unknown of what happened to my little girl. We promised her, over and over, that nothing will ever happen to her.
“Dawn?” I called, holding Rosie’s favorite teddy bear close to my heart. Dawn looks with tired eyes at me.
“What if my last memory of Rosie was when she said mamma?” tears are flowing like a river out of my eyes, and I can’t stop it. The constant sharp pain in my heart, the ongoing fear of moments where I think I will never see he
