Richard flopped down on the couch and never in his life has he felt this disgusting. Never in his life did he hate himself so much as he did for the past four days. Hazel was gone. Nobody knows where she was gone. She didn't leave a note, never handed in her resignation, didn't even tell Madison where she was going or maybe she did but she will never tell him or Damien.
Damien, he has never seen him so helpless like he looked the way yesterday morning. He was scouring the streets, ever nook and every cranny of this gigantic city but there was no place where she could be found. At least not yet. Richard knew the pain and betrayal they gave her, it was unforgivable. But he also knew, Damien's feelings...they were not a lie. In fact, it was one of the most honest thing he has ever witnessed
