CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE

SANDRO DAVALO

We haunt them!

Alex and I were becoming really worried about Nadia’s absence. It had been days since we had last seen her, and panic crept into our hearts like a creeping shadow. This troubling silence felt wrong, and we knew we couldn’t just sit back and let it be.

We searched everywhere, even though we had gone half the places before, for her, retracing her steps, and speaking to anyone who might have seen her. The school felt different without her presence, and every corner reminded us of her smile. We even promised a reward to any student who had an idea where she...