Principal Matthews opened the locker as my hands shook uncontrollably, and I felt a fear I couldn’t explain rising in my chest.
The phone was the same old device I had reported missing months earlier, and the folded note beside it had my daughter’s handwriting.
When I turned it on, I saw saved messages and recordings that showed Ava had been investigating Ryan long before she disappeared.
Each file suggested she believed something was deeply wrong with him, and that she had been trying to gather proof quietly.
As I read, my stomach dropped, realizing her disappearance may not have been an accident but something far more intentional.
I rushed out of the school determined to find her and uncover the truth she had been trying to warn me about.
And for the first time, I wondered if trusting Ryan had been the worst mistake of my life.
