'How long are you going to sit there?' Bella's father, jack, asked as he walked into the room, the bags under his eyes were obvious evident that he had been depriving himself of sleep from the many nights he spent worrying and aching for Bella, but as a man, he couldn't show just how much he was hurting too.
'It's where she used to sit when she wanted to relax.' She turned to face him, her eyes drained of the tears she'd shed, her heart empty. 'But no matter how much I sit here, I can't seem to relax.' She got up and walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder, seeking comfort in the man that needed comfort just as much as she did.
'We'll find her Les. We won't lose this one.' His heart was breaking and he couldn't do a thing to stop it but
