Needing help
Dalton’s number was gone. It was as if it had been erased from existence, leaving no trace behind. Arthur stared at the screen, baffled, while Rose wrapped her arms around herself. The house suddenly felt heavier, colder, like it was pressing down on them. “This is too bizarre,” Rose whispered. They had spent all their savings, yet they no longer felt safe. They needed answers—desperately.
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