Chapter 136
Bella
Two weeks had passed since we first stepped foot in England, and the disappointment weighed heavier with each passing day. Before I arrived, I had concocted grand plans of finding Ace, but if only I had known then how futile those plans would become. Every night, without fail, I camped out near the Donovan residence, hiding in the shadows, hoping for a glimpse of him. But every night ended in bitter disappointment, followed by a fleeting hope that maybe tomorrow would be different.
I knew Maya’s entire routine by heart now—when she left the house, when she returned, where she worked, even which club she frequented. I had become a stalker, plain and simple. And yet, despite all my observations, there was no sign of Ace. His absence gnawed at me. Was he away on business?
