ALINA'S POV
" And where is she?''I mumbled these words to myself. I was standing at the balcony and stared at the entrance of the mansion. The weather was cold and cozy. I was worried because it was getting late and Alexis hadn't returned yet and she wasn't even picking up my calls.
I pressed my hands tightly on the rails of the balcony. My eyes strained to have a clearer view of the entrance. But then there was nothing. I tried calling her one more time but then it rang without her picking up.
"f**k!!!" I snapped and banged my on the rail. I paced around, thinking of what might have possibly happened. Did they get into a fight or did Harry Locke get away with her? A lot of thoughts roamed my head at that point. I had wore a white pyjamas.
" I think I have to go to vintage restaurant"
