The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 18

“Yes, when our driver went to pick up Miss Jent today, she didn’t come out of the school. I’ve checked all her usual after–school activities, and she didn’t show up anywhere. I’ve already called the police. Mr. Jardin, what do we do? Nothing could’ve happened to her, could it?” Rosario’s voice was steeped in worry.

Zach handled the steering wheel while punching numbers on his phone. “It shouldn’t have. Madelyn called me a little while ago, and I missed her call. I’m going to start by checking out her favorite spots. Once I find her, I’ll let you know.”

“Alright, alright.”

Rosario hung up, and Zach set his phone aside. Jadie, overhearing their conversation, was alarmed. “How could Madelyn just vanish? Do you think something happened to her?”

“Most likely, she’s gone off somewhere without telling anyone. You don’t need to worry. I’ll drop you off first.”

“I can come with you to look for Madelyn, Zach.‘

He shook his head, his voice edged with frost. “No need. I might know where she is.”

Zach thought, irritated by her actions but knowing he would

got out, carrying shopping bags, walked around the front of the car, and opened the passenger door. Jadie stepped out, a vision in her

“Zach, you

I can get up to

with the latest designer clothes.” Alright,

“I understand, Zach.”

I’ll watch

rising in her cheeks, Jadie turned away under Zach’s gaze. At that moment, her heart felt like a fawn had taken residence, bouncing wildly against her chest. The cool breeze did nothing to quell the warmth on her face. Ever since returning from her recovery abroad, their relationship, save for the intimate parts, felt akin to a normal couple’s–eating meals together,

‘Zach and I…‘

With Madelyn in the picture, her chances

slim.

Zach were out of dependency or genuine affection. Zach had been her only family throughout her life. They had weathered the toughest of times, sleeping rough on the streets, fighting off vagabonds–they had done

my feelings for Zach are more than friendly…

the man behind her. She could never hide her thoughts from him. They knew each other