QUINN

The moment our bodies pressed together, the dam broke. I clung to his loose shirt as I cried into his arms—hard, loud, breaking apart because the only person I had in the world was lost, probably freezing at some desolate corner of the town, and I couldn't do a single thing about it.

“I... I can't find her, I can't find her, I...”

“I'm here, Quinn,” he whispered. I felt his lips press against my hair, his arms wrapping tightly around my body, patting my back gently. “I'm here, I'm here. We will find her.”

“I'm so scared.”

“Anna is a brave girl,” he said, pulling back slightly as...