Ethan's POV
I stared at the pile of documents on my desk begging for my attention, but I just simply couldn't bring myself to work.
Rachel had been on my mind since in the morning, all I could think of was her.
I so badly wanted to know if she was alright, or at least back from her visit to her family home, but she didn't have a working phone any longer, so I couldn't contact her.
Oh s**t, I could just call home.
The moment the idea came to me, I picked up my phone and called Victoria, my house manager.
The old lady was elated when she saw I brought a lady home, she had been with me since I was little, almost like a mother.
She answered in three rings.
"Hello?"
"Yes, Aunt Vicki... Em... I just called to ask, is... is Rachel back at home?"I asked immediately she
