He was kind, funny, and respectful. We talked for almost three hours.”
“Did he mention another date?”
“He asked if I wanted to have dinner again next Friday.”
“What did you say?”
“I said yes.”
For the first time in weeks, I slept peacefully.
The next morning, Rachel disappeared too.
I called before work.
No answer.
I tried again at lunch.
Straight to voicemail.
I sent several messages asking whether she was okay.
None were delivered.
By evening, a text finally arrived.
“Don’t contact me. Please.”
I knew immediately that
