Chapter 79

It worries me that Tyler didn't even deem it fit to come ask me. He just ran with it. But I guess I shouldn't. It is still part of his mental health issues. Coupled with the fact that he saw me and Amelia in my office that day, he must have felt a sort of moral superiority to punish us this way.

Sheryl sinks to the floor of the moving car, I stare at her, confused for a moment before I realise she is kneeling in front of me, hands clasped in front of her. Tears streaming down her lined face.

"Get up, Sheryl." I grunt, looking away. Things still feel like a fever dream. I can't come to grasp with the fact that someone really took my Amelia and is holding her hostage due to the worst case of miscommunication yet.

Sheryl crawls to me, hands reaching for my legs, I pull them away in disgust.

"Linc, please. He is just troubled. He wasn't always like this. I have made excuses to cover up for him for so long. But I can't look away anymore. I take full responsibility. Pleas