Chapter 16

It is futile trying to hide a crime or your past. The truth will one day come out as nothing stays hidden forever.

- Grace Chanbee

[Author’s POV]

Gilbert Sanders stared at his missing daughter’s picture with tears in his eyes, feeling the picture frame  and rubbing it all over like it was his daughter in flesh and blood.

“Your insensitivity stinks,” His wife, Eunice said, looking away from him.

She sat on their large comfy bed, her blonde hair tied up in a messy bun, her eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep and an evidence of her daily tears. She was a pretty woman and her daughter was the splitting resemblance of her kind nature and lovely petite appearance.

On the other hand, Gilbert, Amber’s father was a lanky built man with a 5’8 height. The only resemblance Amber owed to him apart from her blunt honesty was her high cheekbones. He had no patience neither did he have the courage to inform the world of his daughter’s disappearance.

“Ins