ROMAN'S P. O. V
I will bring her home today.
I knew it deep in my bones that I would bring Callie home today, and when I did, there would be no more secrets between us, no more lies and unspoken feelings, and no more guest rooms.
“Is that a...smile?” Alberto asked behind me, his tone slightly puzzled.
I immediately schooled my face into the hard frown I was known for, my arms crossed as we watched the tech team shuffle nervously over thier laptops and monitors.
It had been eight days of agonizing hell. Eight days of nothing. I had stood in Toledo myself, scanning the streets to see if she might just suddenly materialize, I paid people off, asked questions, got into clubs and bars using fake identities, searched for her, and had my tech team search every camera in Ohio's surveillance s
