As soon as I stepped out of the airport, I spotted my friend Stella waiting for me outside. She rushed over to greet me as soon as she saw me.

“Look at you, all fragile and weary. Come on, let’s get you in the car.”

She helped me with my luggage, placing it in the trunk before we got in.

“So, any news?” Stella asked as she drove.

I shook my head, feeling a bit despondent.

“It’s okay, take your time. As long as he’s alive, we’ll find him eventually.”

I wrapped my coat tighter around myself and gazed out the window, hoping so.

Damian and I had grown up...