Chapter 94

ROBERT'S POV 

I woke up to the sound of my mother's gentle voice, calling me from the doorway of my room. "Robbie, breakfast is ready." I groggily got out of bed and made my way to the dining room. The table was laid out with a feast, but my stomach was churning with anxiety. Ariana had been missing for three days now, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had settled over me.

"Mom, I'm not hungry," I said, trying to push the plate away.

Elizabeth Stone looked at me with concern. "Robbie, you need to eat something. You can't keep going on like this."

But I couldn't bring myself to take a bite. How could I eat when Ariana was out