STRIKING RESEMBLANCE

Ryan pov…..

"She's nowhere to be found," he said, his voice shaking. "I've looked everywhere, and I can't find her." His words filled me with dread, and I stood there, frozen, trying to figure out what to do next. My mind was racing, trying to come up with a solution, but all I could think about was the worst-case scenario.

“How long has she been missing?” I managed to ask, after what felt like an eternity of silence. I needed to know how long we had to find her, and I needed to know what to do next. My mind was racing, but I knew I had to stay calm and try to figure this out.

“One of the maids said she saw her in the garden not too long ago,” he said, his voice urgent. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. If she had been in the garden, then she could be anywhere by now.

“Has anyone visited her in the garden before she went missing?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I needed to figure out if someone had been there, and if they might know something about what