The Twist

Adrian

“Adrian, do you love me?” she asks and I can see how broken she is.

Of course, I love her. I am praying that they find that this is all wrong. That she is not the one behind all of this. I am praying that Alehandro, Meghan, the police and I are all wrong. That she is innocent. That she did not do it. I am praying for that so much.

But for now, I cannot be so blind and just ignore all the evidence they have on her. I trusted her but it is hard to trust someone when there is proof against her. I cannot just take her word against my child’s safety. I cannot just choose to trust her and maybe all this is true. Maybe she is behind it all? Well, she lied to me once and almost destroyed me. Maybe that is just how she is. I cannot just assume all this regardless of how much I love her. I love Amy, too, and I want her back, safe and sound.

“Yes, I love you, Ellie. But I also love my daughter. I need to find her. Please just give her back to me,” I tell her, my eyes are turning watery.