41.

FELIX.

There’s been nothing.

Brynn has been missing for more than two days, and there’s been no news of it. Not on the internet. Not on the TV screens and not in newspapers.

Considering who she is, I expected otherwise, but there’s no change. Everyone is living their lives like one of them hasn’t just been taken. Even her school.

I stand next to the wall and watch students walk by and laugh. Loud chattering. Couples doing weird stuff against their lockers. Some of these guys are her classmates and no doubt every single one of them in here knows of her, yet they’re living and acting like something hasn’t gone wrong. I know most of them probably can’t do anything even if they learn of it, but watching the smile on their faces and their loud laughs pisses me off for a reason.

Brynn Addams is missing. The world should be in a damn upheaval; not so bright, with so much happiness overflowing.

"Hello."

"Not interested," I say without looking at the one in front of me, and I hear her scoff bef