Lewis nodded silently in agreement.
The two of them peeked into Amy's room, watching her peaceful sleep before softly closing the door behind them.
"I'll collect her DNA sample tomorrow and have someone start looking," Lewis said, breaking the quiet.
"I'll do the same on my end," Keira replied.
They exchanged a glance, both letting out a sigh.
How could they possibly find Amy's father in such a vast world?
That night, Keira struggled to fall asleep. Memories from her childhood kept playing in her mind. Back then, apart from her infatuation with Jodie South, her deepest desire had been to sit atop her dad's shoulders, to experience the love she saw when her father carried Isla.
She had craved a father's love so deeply then. Now, Amy must feel the same way, she thought.
