She could be in danger

A few days had passed, each one a relentless assault on my psyche, growing heavier with the unyielding pressure of worry and frustration. Every morning, the weight felt more crushing than the last, as if the very air around me conspired to suffocate my resolve. I tried to maintain my composure, to focus on my duties, but the constant gnawing at my insides was impossible to ignore.

Riley was gone, vanished without a trace, and no one had any answers. My office, once a sanctuary of order, had devolved into chaos. Papers were strewn across every surface, crumpled and torn as my patience frayed. The once neat stacks of documents now lay like a battlefield of my dwindling hope.