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ent by, the house was filled with sorrow. Sh

e he cried. Sophia's family loved her so muc

alone, so I went down

ow what I should do anymore. I never tried to comfort any

asked after I told h

ed the bottom of the cli

id not tell h

. I didn't want them to know the truth about my last convers

blamed me for what happened, I'm su

nd kept on whimpering. His

t things, we went ba

idn't know the real story behind them or

tion, not until I found out she

r every day. He would never stop unti

when I looked

The old woman's voic

a deep bre

But searching for her every day would make me feel exhausted. I wanted to find her, ju

se help us find her," H

romises. But I would try everything I could,

e hopes, just to make them feel okay. I hoped they didn't hate m

hat happened, at least for this time. When the

until we w

ind her? She could

my father looked at m

to her so pay the consequences of your actions or her blood would be in y

ck? Humans like Sophia were easy to forget, did the

onsequences of my actions"? And why was he so adamant about bringing Sophia back? I hadn't done anyth

hands." What did he mean by that? Was Sophia in danger? And why did everyone seem

d seeing things - Sophia's face in the trees, her orchid scent in the wind. I he

. I set out to find Sophia, but my legs felt heavy, as if I was trudging through quick

the farther I went, the more I realized that I was in over my head. Somethin

as howling, and the waves were crashing against the rocks below, but there was no sign of

he cliff, her eyes fixed on something in the distance.

out again, but th

reeling. I thought I saw her again, but it was just

f Sophia and my father's words. What was real and what was

lost myself in my own guilt and confus