““I want to know who she was. I want to know why she disappeared. I want to know why no one can find her body if she’s dead. I want to know everything.” “Are you sure? Because you can get up, walk out of here, and make up any reason you want. Any reason that would help you sleep at night. But if I tell you the truth, you can’t go back. You can’t not know.” “Ian, tell me. It’s been a year since my whole life imploded and made sense. So, yes, I’m sure.””
