" She is gone! Damn it. What are we going to do?" Aron was pacing up and down as he asked in an exasperated tone.
His wife sat in the chair, looking as though it was just another day. She wa seeping on a glass of tea.
However, he could see the rage in her gaze and the slight tremor in her hand. If only she was angry for the right reason!
But what was right and what was wrong in their world? He no longer understood. They have done a lot of things to the people who trusted them.
It had been okay for him until his wife decided to involve their daughter. He was in hiding to do anything about it.
He wanted to help her out but couldn't. Not when the one putting her through it was the mother.
" Hey, cant you say something? Your daughter is missing. She might be dead for all we know and you haven't said anything. Don't you care for her?"
He finally stood before her, tapping impatiently on the table. She hated such distracting noise.