Curt had been standing outside. He heard the sobbing and felt a sharp pain stab his heart.
"Nathalia."
Nathalia turned around instantly, "Yes, dad. Is there any news?" she asked, almost pleadingly.
Curt looked awfully exhausted as if he had aged suddenly. His heart ached terribly, looking at the girl who still refused to give up. It took him a few seconds to be able to open his mouth to speak, and gently he said, "It's been half a month. The wreck has not been found yet. We have been searching around the location of the phone, but nothing..."
They had jumped into action as soon as they arrived, with some hope, yet after two weeks of searching and nothing, nothing was found, Curt felt desperate, his hope crushed.
The 48 hours after the incident was the most important period of time in rescue. Now, everyone's heart had sunk, except Nathalia. She still had hope. She would not give up. She believed that Spencer was alive, and he would come back to her.
