ANNA'S POV

The doors of the vehicle made a small thud as we entered the back of the car. The faint sound echoed in my ears longer than it should have, blending with the ringing silence that hung between us. My chest felt tight as I sank into the seat, my fingers trembling slightly as I tried to steady them on my lap. I took in a small, shaky breath, but even the air felt heavy, pressing against my lungs as I tried to recover from the horrible news I’d just heard.

A storm of thoughts crashed through my head all at once, loud and relentless. My dad, the man...