ARWAN
Today,
The cold morning air clings to my skin, sending shivers down my spine as I stand in the shadow of the trees, hidden from view. My younger sister is beside me, her breath visible in the frigid air. We're waiting, watching, hoping for a chance to slip inside the massive house that Emery calls home.
The sky above is a pale hue, a canvas still untouched by the first light of day. The silence is almost eerie, broken only by the distant chirping of birds. The world seems to be holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. And here we are, two figures lurking in the shadows, trying to solve the mystery surrounding Emery's disappearance.
