Augusto
I reached the rooftop without remembering how I'd climbed so many steps; I just ran, stumbled, ran again.
My chest burned, my legs felt heavy as if I were wearing chains.
When I stepped through the metal door, the wind hit my face with brutal force. And then I saw her.
My daughter, she… She was standing on the ledge. Her body barely held upright as the wind whipped her dress and hair.
I felt all the blood drain from my body.
"Vanessa!"
Two police officers held out an arm in front of me to stop me.
"Mr. Reed…"
I pushed them away desperately.
"She's my daughter!"
One of them understood immediately and made a small opening for me.
"Slowly… Don't make any sudden movements. Breathe, breathe…"
How on earth was I supposed to breathe seeing my daughter up there?
I took a ste
