When Love Breaks by Jack

My heart was racing, and I blurted out without a second thought, “Something terrible has happened, Ramona’s gone missing.”

“Hey, hey, take a breath. I’ll help you look for her,” Mark reassured me, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.

“But weren’t you here on some business? You should probably get that sorted first…”

“No worries, finding Ramona is way more important. Let’s not waste any more time, let’s go!”

With that, Mark joined me as we rushed into the nursing home.

The room was quiet, save for Dr. Andrews and his assistant.

Dr. Andrews furrowed his brows upon seeing me. “Ms. Webster, what in the world is going on? Ramona was on the verge of recovery, how could she just disappear at a time like this?” “Dr. Andrews, I’m sorry, I only just got the news myself.”

I scanned the room, finding no signs of disarray, which only added to my anxiety.

Before jumping to any conclusions, I sought confirmation from Dr. Andrews, “Doctor, given Ramona’s current recovery state, is it possible she became confused again and wandered off?” “That’s unlikely.”

Dr. Andrews was firm in his answer, confident. “Ramona was nearly fully recovered. With the treatment planned for today and tomorrow, she was supposed to be discharged. Even without these last sessions, it’s improbable she would relapse so suddenly; her nervous system has pretty much healed.”

“So, you’re saying Ramona was definitely lucid?”

that

clenched my

the room suggested Ramona might have been taken away

“Could Dorothy and her crew be behind

out of

was about to call the police on my cell when

normal circumstances, I’d dismiss it as spam and hang

perhaps Ms. Myers, or… Ms. Taylor?” The man’s voice on the other

words, he made it clear he had dug deep into my background, while I knew

shivered involuntarily as I asked,

identity isn’t important.” He dodged the question, “But what is important, for you, is that

“Who exactly are you?!”

deep breath, trying to suppress the panic rising within me,

to someone smart

you an

I frowned. “Alone?”

Hearing this, Mark’s expression

he took the phone from me and

who you are,

way