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EVERETTE:

It had been an nth time since I stared at my wife’s picture when we had our cruise ship. It was a candid picture of her while we both sat on the sand.

A year of missing her.

My wife was gone just like what I dreamed. When I entered the house, when I returned back from working on the company, her clothes were still there, but she never returned. At first, I was scared that she was kidnapped again, but there were witnesses of her going somewhere else alone.

She was not kidnapped.

The truth was, she was only looking for a perfect opportunity where she could go and run away.

It had been what? One fucking years of her absence. No calls. No text. Not even anything.

Until now, I blame myself for what happened. Maybe…if I did not work late, I would still be able to stop her from disappearing.

“Why don’t you give up, Everette?” Vincent said. “If you did not find her, it only meant that she did not want to be found.”

We were in the house. I asked him to come and he did witho