7: Tristan
"Dammit, Tristan!" Sebastian's voice thundered through the moonlit forest as he slammed his fist against a tree. The bark cracked under the force of his blow, splinters flying outward like tiny projectiles. "How could we not know Aurora had been taken?" His eyes blazed with anger and frustration, the green irises turning metallic as they reflected the silver light of the full moon.
"Control your temper, Seb, it does us no good," I responded. My heart raced, belying the calm façade I maintained. "Our focus should be on finding her, not laying blame." Deep down, I knew my brother's fury was rooted in fear, but I couldn't allow it to cloud our judgment. She had left that note and we thought we'd give her space, but after she hadn't returned after 3 days... we got panicked.
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