...Dickinson POV…

As I sat in my living room, my mind was racing with thoughts of Emile. I couldn't believe that she had been kidnapped and the thought of her being hurt or in danger was unbearable. I had been trying to reach her family and friends, but nobody had seen or heard from her. Just as I was about to give up hope, my phone rang. It was Erick, Emile's best friend.

"Dickinson, it's Erick. I have some news about Emile," he said on the other end of the line. My heart skipped a beat as I waited for him to continue. "She's at my house. She's safe and...