Ethan paced the length of the living room, phone pressed tightly to his ear. His patience had long since snapped.
"Find her. Now," he ordered, his voice sharp as a blade.
"Understood, sir," Steph replied. "I already have people searching the usual places. We'll find her."
Ethan ran a frustrated hand through his hair. It was already midnight. Mara's phone was still off. Where the hell was she?
Meanwhile, Mara gripped the steering wheel as she drove, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.
Today had been too much.
Maria and Daniel's tense encounter. Mrs. Anderson showed up unannounced.
Ethan suddenly walking out on her. And then Jason, Jason pushing her to the edge.
Her life was never short of drama. Every time something seemed right, something else went horribly wrong.
But she had learned to deal with it. Each day brought its own storm, and she had no choice but to face it.
