Galen's brow furrowed, his gaze fixed on his wine glass. He had always been intrigued by Ciara's sudden disappearance, but he had never dared to ask Liam about it. He knew it was a sensitive topic for his friend, a painful reminder of a past he couldn't escape.
"And you found something?" Galen asked, his voice barely a murmur.
Galen tried his best to act nonchalant, but deep inside, he was consumed by a wave of anticipation. He had always wondered what happened to Ciara, and now, after all these years, he felt a glimmer of hope that he might finally find out.
The air hung heavy with the scent of coffee and the lingering aroma of their shared dessert. Liam, his eyes bright with a mix of excitement and relief, leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Galen.
"So, I did some more diggin
