Chapter 109

Nora POV

I just stand there in Lucy’s doorway, staring at her unmade bed, my mind refusing to catch up with what my eyes are seeing.

This can’t be happening.

“Lucy?” I call again, louder this time, already knowing it won’t change anything.

I check the closet. I already checked it, but I check it again anyway, pushing aside her dresses, her tiny jackets, and the raincoat she insists on wearing even when it isn’t raining.

“Lucy, baby,” my voice cracks on her name, “if you’re playing a joke on mommy, I’m not amused. Come out now.”

Still nothing.

My phone is already in my hand and I dial Vincent again, but it goes straight to voicemail.

The panic that was simmering under my skin boils over. Vi