Ariana's POV;
I woke up and saw that Damien's side of the bed was empty and looked like it had been left for a long time. I assumed he was downstairs, working as usual.
I trudged into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, after which, I took a warm shower.
Donning a bright orange mini sundress with a pair of slip on sandals, I kept my face bare of make up and placed two small stud earrings on my ears before stepping out to get breakfast.
I went down the stairs and straight into the kitchen only to see that the cook was preparing something. I exchanged greetings with the middle-aged woman just as my eyes scanned the place in search of Damien.
"Uhm, do you have any idea where my husband is?" I asked, pushing my hair behind my ears as I stared at her. She shook her head in the negative
