Blaiz
I didn’t leave Tiselle’s room until it was time for dinner. Even then, I left begrudgingly and only because I knew Dominique would miss my presence at the table.
By then, I should have been extremely hungry, but I wasn’t. Apparently the chicken leg was more than enough. I ended up just sitting there picking at the food on my plate while thinking about the woman upstairs.
I was pulled away from my thoughts when the guys returned with bad news. Tiselle’s car had already been towed away before they got back to it. They’d spent the entire afternoon and early evening going to the different impound lots until it was closing time, but they hadn’t found it yet.
It was out of their control, so I expressed gratitude for their valid attempt before leaving the table and returning to Tis
