I'm trying. I'm trying really hard. I think I'm trying too much, if that's even possible. She's out there. Running. She's missing, but at the same time present. She's captured, yet free. She doesn't think I care, but I do, I really do. And when I find her, I'll tell her everything. About my feelings and about the truth. But until then I'll keep looking, keep searching, keep finding. I'm Chasing April.