Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

SURVIVORS

JESS

The room was too warm, the air heavy despite the gentle hum of the overhead fan. I sat with my hands folded tightly in my lap, the fabric of my dress sticking to my skin as I shifted

uncomfortably in the plastic chair. Laura was beside me, her fingers drumming against the armrest of her chair-

a habit she'd picked up over the last few weeks. Across the room, scattered in a loose circle, sat a few other women, each with the same mix of anxiety and exhaustion carved into their faces. The wives. The girlfriends. The ones left behind.

No one spoke, and the tension crackled like static in the air. Even Laura, usually the first to fill silences with her sarcastic humor, remained unusually quiet.

The Indonesian police had been brutal, to say the least-disorganized, dismissive, and maddeningly slow to respond. It had taken weeks for the U.S. embassy to finally get involved, weeks of speculation, rumors, and tabloids playing guessing games with our lives. And now, after all that, here we were.

Waiting.

The representative sent by the embassy stood at the front of the room, a man in his fifties with graying hair and a suit that looked out of place against the backdrop of the humid, coastal

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air outside. He held a folder in his hand, its edges frayed like it had been passed around too many times.

cleared his throat, a dry, raspy sound that drew everyone's

as we all leaned forward, the tension

for more than 5 months to get everyone their loved ones back. We all want closure. The Indonesian police have faced signif

I glanced at her, catching the faint shake

Not yet.

the background as my mind raced. There had been leaks over the last few days-whispers of

think about it, tried to push down the knot of dread that tightened in my chest every time the phone rang or the news played. Hope felt

man continued,

agreed to release the names provided by the

Survivors.

hung in the air,

brush against mine, her fingers curling around mine in a tight grip. I didn't look at her, couldn't.

up briefly, "I want to remind you all that this is a preliminary list. There may still be updates as we continue to receive

began to

a woman's voice across the room letting out

my hand as we waited, each name like a

right at me and in the distance, I could swear I heard him say Joshua and

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