**Third person**Jeff turned slowly, his eyes filled with curiosity and concern. Chloe's sudden call had caught him off guard. She looked at him, uncertainty etched on her face, and for a moment, she seemed to struggle with her words."What is it, Chloe?" Jeff asked gently, his tone soft and inviting.Chloe hesitated, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts. She wanted answers, but a part of her was afraid of what she might learn. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Why are you helping me?" she finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Jeff's expression softened. He took a few steps closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "Because I care about you, Chloe. I always have.""But... why?" Chloe's voice trembled. "Why do you care? We barely know each other."Jeff sighed, running a hand through his hair. He sat down on the edge of the bed, facing her. "We've known each other for a long time,Chloe. You just don't remember it right now. We were close, very close. I've
**Third person**"Your sister, Lily," Audrey cooed, squeezing her hands. "She's alive!"Beads of sweat trickled down Lily's head. "There's no way that's possible," she murmured.Her head was pounding. How did Chloe end up here?"It is! I couldn't believe it until I took a peek at her. Jeff brought her in last night.""Wow," Lily felt her body go cold. "Can... can I see her?""Sadly, you can't."Lily's eyes widened. "Why?"Do they already know that she's involved?"Have they found the people involved?" Lily managed to ask. "Involved?" Audrey echoed. "Involved in what?""Oh, we thought she was dead for a while, and then suddenly she appeared. Has she told you guys what happened?""Uh, no. She lost her memory, so none of us are allowed to speak to her yet.""Any idea what happened?"Audrey sighed. "I wish I knew."Lily needed to talk to Chloe as quickly as possible, or else there would be trouble for them. Twenty hours had already passed since Chloe took the last dose of her medication.
**Third person**"Jeff, are you..." Richard began, sensing the urgency in Jeff's voice."Yes, I want to find out all that she knows.""Sure. On it."Back in New York, a middle-aged man stepped into Grandpa Charles' villa, his demeanor serious. The house, a grand structure filled with antiques and memories, was silent except for the ticking of a large grandfather clock in the hallway."You're here. Have a seat," Grandpa Charles said, his voice steady but with a hint of underlying tension.After taking a seat, the man pulled out a file from his briefcase and handed it to Grandpa Charles. Charles opened the document, his eyes scanning through its contents. On the top right corner of the paper was a photo of Chloe's passport. The rest of the paper contained her date of birth, full name, and place of birth.When Grandpa Charles saw the name, his eyes flicked up to the man, confusion etched on his face. "This is Cara's twin sister, Chloe," the man explained. "She's the one who was living in
**Third person**The doctor came and went, leaving Chloe in a state of uneasy rest. She lay back on her bed, trying to process the fragmented memories and thoughts swirling in her mind. As she pondered over Jeff's words and actions, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.Chloe turned towards the door just as a guard stepped in. "You have a visitor," he announced.Chloe's heart skipped a beat. "Who is it?"The guard hesitated before stepping aside to reveal Lily. Chloe's eyes lit up with a mix of surprise and relief. "Lily? How did you find me?"Lily rushed to her side, her face a mask of concern. "Hey, sis. How are you doing?""I'm... managing," Chloe replied, her voice soft. "But how did you know I was here? Do you know the man who kidnapped me?"Lily feigned despair, her eyes downcast. "Sadly, I do," she murmured in a low voice.Chloe's eyes widened with alarm. "Is he a bad man?"Lily bit her lip, pretending to struggle with her words. "Not to make you scared but... he's bad
**Third person**He immediately gripped Chloe's shoulders and called out to the guards. “Get her to the car immediately. We're going to the hospital.”“What's the problem, Grandpa?” Chloe asked, her face etched with confusion. “Honey, you'll be fine, okay?” One of the guards carried Chloe and headed to the car. Grandpa Charles hurriedly slipped into the car after Chloe; his palms were dripping with sweat as he yelled to his driver, “Start the car at once! And take us to the nearest hospital.”The driver reached for the ignition, and the car engine roared. “Yes, sir,” he answered, and soon the car was already on the highway.“Grandpa,” Chloe called out, her brows furrowing with concern. What was going on?“Shhh….” Charles pressed his finger against the middle of his lips. “Just try to stay quiet, okay? You're having a reaction,” he explained. “A reaction?” Chloe echoed. What was Grandpa talking about? She felt totally fine.“Shh…” Charles reminded her, gesturing for Chloe to remai
**Third person**“Yes, sir.”Charles pressed his lips together, his hand reaching for the photo album.His eyes scanned the faded photographs again, but the image still remained the same: a picture of a younger Cara, no more than ten years old, caught his eye. She was smiling brightly, holding a giant teddy bear with the small EpiPen holder clipped to her backpack strap.The image was a stark reminder of the truth he's desperately trying to avoid. He closed the album with a heavy sigh. She'd seemed very different this time, but he thought that it was due to her memory loss.Grandpa Charles couldn't ignore the growing evidence. Something wasn't right, and he needed to find answers fast.“Sir, are you still on the line?” The male voice rang from the receiver, snapping him out of his thoughts.“I need you to get everything you can on my granddaughter; when she returned to Miami, when she went into a coma... And also, I want you to look into her husband, Robert."I don't trust that lad,
**Third person**Jeff immediately sat up in his chair. “What did you find?”“You were right. Chloe is probably alive.”Jeff bolted upright, his heart hammering against his ribs, a frantic drum solo echoing his churning stomach. “Go on,” he gasped, desperate to hear every detail.“Apparently, when Chloe's mother, Elizabeth, left Chloe's father, she'd taken one of the children, Cara, with her. The girls were so little then, and that's why they didn't remember having a sister,” Richard started."Sure, that totally explains why she never mentioned it.” Jeff's voice trembled slightly.“Cara had a tough life growing up, you know." Richard stood up from the cushion in his living room and began pacing as he spoke."Elizabeth's new husband, Paul, wasn't exactly fond of her, and so they'd sent her abroad.”“It was probably the fact that she felt so alone growing up; maybe, just maybe, that's why she got into drugs in the first place.”Richard's voice was laced with pity; no one deserved to grow
**Third person**Just then, he realized that Jeff was trying to call him. “I'll call you back real quick. I need to get this call,” Richard explained before switching over to Jeff's call.“Hey, man. I was on the phone with Lily now. I was just about to ask if she knows anything about the twin situation or any clue to help us find her sister.”Jeff took in a sharp breath. “There's no need for that.”“Excuse me?” Richard was surprised. “We shouldn't bother her with that, especially since we haven't found anything yet on Chloe,” Jeff instructed. “Let's not raise her hopes and then crush them back soon after,” he explained. “Sure, man. I'll keep looking.”“Use all the resources available,” Jeff ordered. “We don't have the luxury of time. You should probably start with checking the hotel guest list.”Two days had already gone by. Robert was here to visit Chloe again, and Elizabeth immediately ushered him to the dining table for dinner when he arrived. Mealtime was silent, and afterwa