my phone buzzed with a voicemail from Jacob. His voice was ragged.
“Mom, Ellie’s missing. She left this morning and hasn’t come back. Her phone’s off. I don’t know what to do.” A long pause. “I found your old ring box on the dresser. The one Dad gave you. It was open and empty.”
My heart stopped.
I hadn’t seen that ring in years. It had been locked in continue reading …