“Lucy wouldn’t run away like that,” the friend sneered. “And you? You have no friends, so you make up stories to get attention. It’s sad, really.” Lukas’s heart sank as her words cut deeper than he expected.
“I’m serious,” Lukas whispered, his voice shaking. “I want to help find Lucy. You don’t believe me, but I know what I saw.” Still, the sneers and disbelief were louder than his pleas, and the girl’s friend shook her head with a bitter laugh.