Chapter 227

Brandon drove straight to the apartment complex where Sophia lived.

Having been there a couple of times before, Brandon knew the place like an old friend.

After parking the car, he made a beeline for Sophia's place on the 15th floor.

The door was shut tight as always.

Brandon rang the doorbell, but no one answered.

Knocking didn't help either.

Brandon wasn't sure if Sophia was simply not in the mood to open the door, if she wasn't home, or if she had moved yet again.

When Brandon last sought her out in Wye City, she had packed up and left overnight.

After one last ring of the doorbell with no response, Brandon let out a long sigh, retrieved his phone, and dialed Sophia's number.

The call went through, but no one picked up.

several times to no avail, and heard no

phone, Brandon took a moment to inspect the peephole camera, then

descended quickly to

paused for a second to eye

at the entrance hall, gazing

serene, holding a hint of autumn coolness, especially after last night's rain in the West district-perfect for a stroll or taking in

with people, mostly grandparents

the crowd and moved to exit, pulling

complex, as there was no chance of finding a spot inside

to pass a rockery and then

pink balloon escaped from the play area and rolled out

failed to notice the balloon sweeping into his path and inadvertently popped

to see the pink balloon

looked up, and caught sight of a little girl rushing over from a

recognized her-she was the girl he had met once at a Wye City

two-piece look, her hair

hadn't

the remains of it under Brandon's foot, her little mouth puckered up in distress, tears beginning to circle her eyes. Yet, she fought back the tears, muttering

her; she hesitated, slowing down and looking up at

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