CHP 24: Teresa

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I wiped the sweat from my forehead as I gave the beach one last look around.

Minho was nowhere to be seen. I bit back my disappointment and walked over to Harriet, who was sitting on a boulder, looking utterly hopeless. I sat down next to her and took her hand.

"Harriet, you know that we will find him right?" I told her.

Harriet turned towards me and replied, "Yeah, but what if we don't make it in time and he's-"

I cut her off, "We will." I squeezed her hand reassuringly. 

We had to.

I checked my watch. We had only a few minutes remaining until the 2 hours were up. 

"C'mon, we're done looking here. Let's go meet up with the others. Hopefully they found him." I said. Harriet nodded. We both got up, on our feet and started walking back to where we agreed to meet the others. As I stepped off the sand and onto grass, I turned back one last time.

Minho, where are you?

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