I released a long breath, feeling the slightest bit of relief.
"Is she okay? Who took her? Did they hurt her?" I rushed out.
"I-"
"We don't know the details, but it didn't sound good," Dad cut Mom off. "Sounded like she was really beat up and hurt. She was blaming you and Kieran for it. She doesn't want to ever see either of you again. She blames you both for everything that's happened to her. Since we knew you weren't going to comfort her anyway, we blocked everyone and destroyed your phone. We were trying to avoid telling you. As I said, we might have made some mistakes, but we do love you. We didn't want you to feel worse or blame yourself for what happened to that girl."
Slowly, I moved to sit down on the last chair that was at the table I destroyed. My mind was reeling. Guilt was
