Emma's POV
Later that evening, I decided to apologize to George for the way I behaved. I just can't afford
Andrea finds out he's my mate.
As long as I couldn't figure out where he was or how he was doing in my previous life, I had to
do everything to protect him. So, I went to the bar.
Everything was the same except for the presence of George – he was nowhere to be found
around the bar. I walked up to the counter, took a seat and ordered a glass of soda.
“Have you seen George around?” I asked the bartender in almost a whisper.
His brows pitched together for a second, trying to figure out if he knew who I was talking about.
“The new bartender
“Oh!” He snapped his fingers. “Nobody had seen him and Tammy since, maybe they went
somewhere nice and forgot they had to work.” He teased
