Help for ZoeyKim continued to do the best he could for Zoey’s recovery as she kept on showing signs of mental deterioration. The weight of the traumatic experiences she had kept on manifesting in nightmares, anxiety attacks, and difficulty trusting others. Kim could see the toll it was taking on her, and he knew he needed to take action to help her heal.He wanted the sweet lively, jovial Zoey back. The sight of the Zoey he was seeing now, was breaking his heart. While he was on the phone with his mother, she had suggested Zoey seeing a therapist and Kim saw it as a good idea.So, he reached out to a therapist specializing in trauma recovery. He couldn't handle seeing Zoey suffer any longer, and he was willing to do whatever it took to help her overcome her pain.During their conversation, Kim explained to the therapist the events shrouding Zoey's kidnapping and the subsequent trauma she had been experiencing. He described how Zoey struggled to sleep, often waking up in a panic, and
A call for helpAfter contemplating for a while, Kim decided to call Zoey's parents and invite them to come over to his house. He knew that Zoey hadn't seen her parents since she returned, as they wanted her to have some time to heal before they visited. However, Kim felt that seeing her parents might help Zoey feel better and lift her spirits.With a sense of decision, Kim dialed Zoey's parents' number and waited anxiously for them to pick up. After a few rings, Zoey's mother answered the phone, her voice filled with concern."Hello?" Zoey's mother said, her tone tinged with worry. Thinking that something bad had happened again."Hi, it's Kim," Kim replied, trying to sound as composed as possible. "I was wondering if you and Zoey's dad could come over to my house for a visit. I think it might do Zoey some good to see you."There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Zoey's mother responded, her voice softening with happiness. "Oh, Kim, that's very kind of you," she sa
Helping ZoeyAs Kim entered Zoey's room, he saw her sleeping peacefully, her breathing calm and steady. He approached her bedside quietly, not wanting to disturb her rest. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, feeling a rush of protectiveness wash over him."Zoey, my love," he whispered softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I promise I'll do everything I can to help you through this. You're not alone, I'm right here with you."Zoey stirred slightly in her sleep, as if sensing his presence, but she remained asleep. Kim watched her for a moment longer, feeling a sense of warmth and affection towards her. She had been through so much, and yet she still had the strength to keep going.With a determined expression, Kim stood up from the bed and glanced around the room. There were still things he needed to do to make sure Zoey was always comfortable. He made a mental note to check in on the therapist's arrival and to make sure every
A new present Esther sat down next to Zoey, taking her hands gently in hers. "Zoey, I'm so happy that you are here now with us. Kim had suffered a great deal looking for you. In fact, a lot has happened in your absence. there's something I need to tell you," she began, her voice soft and solemn. "Kim and I tried to convince Miller that he should let you go by pretending to be in a relationship. We went to the mall together, accepted an interview invite, and tried to be so real."Zoey's eyes widened in surprise as she looked between Esther and Kim. "You did? But... why? It must be exhausting. I could imagine how inconvenient it must’ve been. I'm so sorry. I never thought for once that you guys were not doing anything.""Yeah, we know. But we thought if Miller believed that Kim had moved on, he might release you, but that douchebag still kept you and was still threatening us." Esther explained, her voice sounded like someone who wanted to cry. "But it didn't work. He was still fixated
The Road to HealingThe next day, Esther gathered her belongings, preparing to return to her own home. As they walked to the door, She turned to Kim, with a gentle smile on her face. "I'm going to head back now, Kim. Take care of Zoey for me, make sure she gets all the help she can get. okay?"Kim nodded solemnly, his expression serious. "Of course, Esther. You can count on me. I'll always take care of her, she's my baby."Esther's smile widened, and she turned to Zoey, who was watching them with a mixture of sadness and gratefulness. "Zoey, sweetheart," she said softly, stepping closer to her cousin. "Take care of yourself, okay? And make sure you take your medication."Zoey nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I will, Esther. I promise."Esther reached out and hugged Zoey tightly, feeling the warmth of their bond enveloping her. "And remember, no more crying after I leave, okay? You need to be strong."Zoey hesitated, her lower lip trembling slightly. "But Esther..."Esther
Miller is wantedMiller’s hideout….Miller paced back and forth in his hideout, his mind filled with thoughts of how to revenge and also escape. He had been laying low for months, hiding from the authorities and biding his time. He can't continue to stay in such a place, he was never used to it. It was something he was never used to. Sleeping on a hard surface, eating just bread and water. He could barely feed and the water he had was running out. The only hope is to get in touch with his friend and see how he could go out. Just as he was battling with his thoughts, Just now, his friend called and quickly he answered. His friend's voice crackled over the phone, bringing him news that the heat on him had died down a little."Hey, Miller, it's me," his friend said cautiously. "I've been keeping an eye on things, and it looks like you can start moving around again. Just be careful, alright? The authorities are still relentless."Miller's eyes gleamed with excitement as he listened to h
The way to goMiller finished his meal in silence, the environment was really tensioning. As he pushed his plate away and stood up to head inside to freshen up, his father's stern voice stopped him in his tracks."Where do you think you're going?" Mr. Larkin's voice cut through the room, his expression still hardened."I was just going to freshen up, Dad, or do you enjoy seeing me in this mess?" Miller replied, trying to keep his tone neutral but angry.His father's eyes narrowed. "You think you can just come and go as you please? I have said countless times that you're not welcome here," he spat out, his words filled with bitterness.Miller began to rain insults on his dad, telling him that he was not going to go anywhere. “I dare you to drag me out. Respect yourself, you old fool.”Mrs. Larkin interjected, her voice filled with concern, "Please, let's not argue again. Miller, go freshen up. We'll talk later."But Mr. Larkin wasn't ready to let it go. "He's not welcome under my roof,
A call to freedomMeanwhile, Mr. Larkin was growing increasingly frustrated with his son Miller. Miller had been blaming him for his own bad behavior, refusing to take responsibility. When he had done everything possible to bring him on the right track."It's your fault, Dad! You never listened to me! And you always want to be in control." Miller shouted, his anger boiling over. He was really upset and frustrated. Nothing was working out for him, all his plans had failed now he was on the run and at the mercy of his controlling father.Mr. Larkin, who was trying to remain calm, replied, "No, Miller. You're the one making these bad choices. You need to own up to them. Stand and take responsibility for your decisions."But Miller wouldn't back down. "You always compared me to Kim indirectly. You wanted me to be just like him even though he's not your son! I see it always in your eyes. It's because of you that I turned out like this! You created this monster."Mr. Larkin was feeling irri