The next day, Owen found himself seated in a restaurant, facing Mia. He needed to have a serious conversation with her. He didn't want to be unfair, but he couldn't keep her hanging on while he wasn't sure about his feelings. He hadn't slept well the night before, his mind consumed by thoughts of the mysterious woman he'd met. She had captivated him, taking a significant piece of his heart. He hoped his father could find her quickly. He didn't want to waste any more time. He felt a sense of urgency to get married, a yearning to settle down. Stella was right; if he had gotten married earlier, his kids would have been older by now. He had enjoyed his youth too much, indulging in a carefree lifestyle of flirting and dating.
"You're so unfair, Owen! I canceled all my fashion show appointments
