IRIS'S POVLOGAN'S DREAMS RETUGavin and I sat in our bedroom, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting a soft light over us. My mind was a mess, racing between fear, sadness, and frustration over Helen’s disappearance.I hadn’t been able to hold back the tears any longer. She was out there, somewhere, possibly hurt, and I felt utterly helpless.I wanted to be out there with Gavin and Jerry, helping them search, doing something. Sitting here felt like torture, like a slow ache in my chest that wouldn’t subside.Gavin wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, his hand rubbing gentle circles on my back. “We’ll find her, Iris. I promise,” he whispered, his voice full of conviction. But even with his strength beside me, I couldn’t shake the dread.Before I could respond, the bedroom door creaked open, and I looked up to see Lyra and Logan standing there, their little faces peeking around the corner.Their eyes were wide, and they seemed hesitant, noticing my tears. Gavin immediately s
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