Archived Memories

An hour had passed, and they were still buried in the records room, surrounded by stacks of old files.

Vivienne let out a frustrated sigh and slammed the file in her hand onto the table. “No sign of it here,” she muttered, rubbing her temples.

Tristan chuckled lightly, pushing the discarded file to the side to separate it from the ones they hadn’t checked yet. “Yeah, same here,” he admitted, exhal