Sebastian's POV
It's been a week since her presence no longer exists in my penthouse. It had gone back to its dull, inanimate, and lonely existence. She left because I failed to protect her. I hurt her. I abused her. While I was protecting my family’s image, I ignored her plight. I forced her to enter my chaotic world, but eventually, I let her get hurt.
"Sir Sebastian, the security was still unable to locate her," my bodyguard informed me as soon as he entered my penthouse. A wave of disappointment poured over me as I set the glass of wine on my table. It was stifling. Nerve-wrenching, I would say. And much more so, guilt.
If only I made her a top priority and hired a bodyguard to protect her in case something happened. If only I had dealt with Nathaniel's issues with me, with us, soo
