There’s this expression in the financial markets (I work in this space) that when in a recession, every day that passes is one day closer to recovery, and that tends over time to bolster facts and eliminate untrue beliefs.
I believe that every day that passes with silence from her is a day closer to recovery, in that every day of silence serves as a fact. This woman did not have perfect relationships (neither do I, baby) but she had consistent ones. She did not walk out of a GPS-tracked tractor trailer without her phone and off into the night and go silent on everyone, not when she is a national news story and easily searchable on major social platforms. And I’m sure he wasn’t perfect either, but by all accounts from those who knew him, that man would not have left her helpless and phoneless and driven off, under any conditions.
I am convinced beyond reasonable doubt that she died in the truck. I am not convinced that earring is a match - it’s close - it could go either way, to my eyes - but my fervent prayer is that it convinces them, who are the hearts and minds who fundamentally matter in this case. I hope it gives them some peace. If it were one of my daughters I would need that peace to will myself to go on.