Lewis nodded silently in agreement.

The two of them peeked into Amy's room, watching her peaceful sleep before softly closing the door behind them.

"I'll collect her DNA sample tomorrow and have someone start looking," Lewis said, breaking the quiet.

"I'll do the same on my end," Keira replied.

They exchanged a glance, both letting out a sigh.

How could they possibly find Amy's father in such a vast world?

That night, Keira struggled to fall asleep. Memories from her childhood kept playing in her mind. Back then, apart from her infatuation with Jodie South, her deepest desire had been to sit atop her dad's shoulders, to experience the love she saw when her father carried Isla.

She had craved a father's love so deeply then. Now, Amy must feel the same way, she thought.

Keira tossed and turned. She still couldn't sleep. Suddenly, an arm draped over her shoulder, its weight comforting yet firm."What's wrong?" Lewis's raspy voice broke the silence.

"Nothing. Go back to sleep," she whispered.

She slipped out of bed, put on her slippers, and left the room.

and the head of the Horton

She poured

she saw Uncle Olsen emerge

an effortless authority, like a king

asked softly, his tone

Keira nodded.

thinking about how much Amy wants to find her dad. I want

ever think about me when you

blinked, caught

wonder what kind of

before replying, "I always thought Taylor Olsen was my

right," he muttered, scratching his head awkwardly.

him?" Keira asked, her curiosity

in college, your mother, Taylor, and I were classmates. He was like a shadow, always lurking, always

her to stay away from him, but she didn't listen. Said he wasn't a bad person. Ha! Not a bad

ranted, Keira couldn't

so funny?" he asked, narrowing

were jealous,"

But she wouldn't tell me anything. Instead, she ran off with Charles Olsen to Oceanion. Maybe I wasn't

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