ROBERT's POV
Time had become a blur. It's been four months... Jane had been missing for four months, and my world had crumbled around me. My people had been searching for her, but there was no trace, no sign, no clue. Nathan, Alfred, and James, my closest friends, were just as clueless.
I was a prisoner in my own office, a hot-headed tyrant fueled by despair. I'd snapped at my employees, my anger erupting like a volcano at the slightest mistake. I'd driven away many of my loyal staff, their fear of my unpredictable behavior palpable.
It was like a switch had flipped inside me. Since Jane disappeared, my view of the world had become bleak, a desolate wasteland. Life felt meaningless, a cruel joke.
My appearance reflected my inner turmoil. My beard, once neatly trimmed, was now a tangled
