#Chapter 332: A Millions Questions

Anxiety knotted my stomach as Lucas steered the car through the winding streets towards the hospital. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to suffocate. My mind raced with questions, each more urgent than the last. The image of Aria lying unconscious haunted me, her delicate features marred by bruises, her vibrant spirit dimmed by violence. "Lucas," I began, my voice trembling with apprehension, "were the officers left alone with Aria?" His jaw tightened, his grip on the wheel growing firmer. "They're gone for now," he replied, his tone clipped. "But they were saying something about Timothy and Andy possibly working together." Turning my attention to Mia, who sat behind me, I couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration. Why had she been with Aria in the first place? The pieces of this puzzle eluded me, slipping through my fingers like grains of sand. "Why were you with Aria anyway, Mom?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Mia's gaze flickered with something un