Chapter 36

  I remained in the nursery, my mind racing with fear, anger, and hope. Sasha held me close, her presence a soothing balm for my troubled soul. "We'll find her, Isla. We won't rest until she's back safe with us," she whispered, her voice filled with determination. 

  The room felt suffocating, the air thick with worry and despair. We had been waiting in the nursery for what felt like an eternity, anxiously anticipating any news about the disappearance of our precious daughter, Carrie. The clock on the wall seemed to taunt me constantly, echoing my heart's racing.

  My mind was clouded with fear and uncertainty, and each passing second gnawed away at my resolve. Where was Carrie? What had happened to her? The questions swirled through my head, tormenting me without mercy.

  Sasha sat beside me on the nursery rocking chair, offering me solace in this moment of darkness. Her warm and understanding eyes held a mixture of concern