"Damien, I can't reach Melody. Where did she go?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before a slow response came.
"Genevieve, don't get upset, but Melody has gone missing."
"I've investigated her last outing. She met with Vienna, and hasn't returned home since."
"But now Vienna has disappeared too. The Blackwood family is also looking for her."
The phone slipped from my hand onto the sofa as I stared blankly ahead, feeling utterly lost.
Damien's voice kept calling out from the speaker, over and over...
A year later, I completed another therapy session, accompanied by Dr. Shaw.
The therapist said my condition was gradually improving.
Dr. Shaw breathed a sigh of relief at this news.
Ten months ago, the grief of losing my daughter was too much for me to bear.
My mental state was on the brink of collapse.
Melody died. She was only fifteen.
She was supposed to go on a trip with me, but she never made it.