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*~*~*One Week Later*~*~*
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*CONNOR POV*
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Nothing feels right anymore… and it’s all my fault. Days have blurred by, but I feel like I’m constantly reliving the night she left us….. the night she left me.
“Constatinos?” Acker says, and I pull out of my own thoughts, looking at the nearly empty throne room.
“What?” I gruff out, not caring about sounding unprofessional right now. Acker eyes to the line of soldiers in front of me, indicating that I missed something they have said. “Carry on….”
The head of the line quickly glances at my men with a questioning look. “We were just informing you that there’s still no traces in the surround area Mark sent us to. We come by to tel—”
“If you haven’t f*****g found her, then why the hell are you still standing here!?!!” The men stun in t
