Prologue

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For the past ten years, the one I love has been gone. Stolen from me, completely missing.

I know it's stupid to say I loved someone when I was only eight years old, but that's all I could use to describe it. I know he felt- and feels- the same way. We're soulmates, and I can't possibly say how I know without thousands and thousands of words for every single word I could ever use. I can explain why it happened, but not yet. All that matters is that I need to find him.

 I don't know exactly how it happened. One minute, we were little kids, somehow in love, playing on the playground. We went to go home, and I heard a noise. When I turned around, he was gone, and all happiness, warmth, and light went with him. Terrified, I ran home as fast as I could, screaming for him and my mother.

My mother called the police and his parents. He was never seen again, and my mother forbade me from going to look for him, claiming it was too dangerous.

But now I'm eighteen, and she can't stop me anymore. I'm going to find you, Jace, no matter what I need to do in order to get you back.

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