Chapter 143

LORRAINE'S POV

The next day, Neil and I walked down the area to look for my boys. We had been searching for hours, posting flyers on every available surface. My hands trembled as I taped another one to a lamppost. The faces of my boys stared back at me from the flyers, making my heart ache even more. My throat tightened, and I fought back the tears in my eyes.

"Come on, Lorraine," Neil said gently "We'll find them. We just have to keep looking."

I nodded, swallowing hard. "I know. But what if—"

"Don't think like that," Neil interrupted "We're going to find them. We just have to stay positive."

I wanted to believe him. I wanted to hold on to the hope that my boys were safe and that we would be reunited soon. But I still felt scared.

As we moved on to the next street, I couldn't help but replay everything that happened. Maybe I should have never brought Kylian to the house. If I didn't, my boys would be safe. Things were fine before he came along.

Eventually, night came. We continued