Derek had been searching desperately for his daughter Amber, who vanished a week ago. The police had no leads, insisting most runaways returned on their own. But Derek knew something was wrong.
One day, on his way home, he spotted a homeless woman carrying Amber’s backpack. Heart racing, he begged for answers. After offering money, she admitted she found it at the bus station. Inside the bag, Derek discovered a note with an address linked to the city where Amber had wanted to attend a concert. Guilt gnawed at him—he had forbidden her to go.
When he reached the address, a woman explained Amber never arrived. Frustrated, Derek pressed on. Then fate led him to Miranda—Amber’s estranged mother—sitting in a café. Shock turned to fury when Derek noticed Amber’s inhaler in her bag. Miranda admitted Amber had been staying with her, hoping to be written into a will.
At that moment, Amber appeared, overhearing everything. Shattered, she fled outside. Derek caught up, holding her as she sobbed. “I’m sorry, Dad,” she whispered.
Derek hugged her tightly. “It’s not hard when you have the best daughter in the world.”
