Bruce
It has been weeks without Ella. I was worried as hell.
Since she left the house because of the argument we had and she's not picking up her phone only for me to find her phone laying on her bed.
What the hell is going on? I hope she's fine and most importantly, I hope she comes back to me.
“Bruce, I brought you tea. I noticed you haven't eaten all day and you slept at the office,” My secretary’s gaze met mine.
“I don't want anything to drink or eat, Hazel,” I snapped, rolling on the pen I was holding.
“ My bad, do you mind talking about what's bothering you?” Hazel leaned on my table and crossed her arms over her chest.
“It's Ella, my wife. We had an argument and she left the house. She hasn't returned or been reachable for weeks.” I sighed.
Hazel rolled her eyes to the back
