A cute daughter

JAYDEN

I was a mess, a complete one. My mind wasn't functioning at all. Losing Chrys wasn't something I wanted to experience for the second time. After the conversation I had with Ada, it seemed like the lid which covered all my memories had been thrown away. I was able to recall everything that had happened. From the time I visited my so-called father, Gordon, to when I met Chrys, I recalled it all.

The recollections made me weep, thinking back to the months I spent without her. Months when I thought I was living, not knowing it was merely surviving, for me.

I stared up at the sun. It'd been three days since she left, three days of searching with no lead at all. Each time we seemed to come close to her trail, it disappeared.

“Don't worry, we will find her," Ada reassured me as she placed her hand on my left shoulder. “We just need to be fast on our feet. I deployed my men around the forest you told me about.”

I knew she was trying to console me, to make me feel good, but it wasn't