Damo
Standing before the mirror, I adjusted my black tie. I may be hurting, my heart may be bleeding, but that's not an excuse for not looking smart. I think a part of me has started to realize that she felt me on her own self will, so I shouldn't punish myself for her decisions, but that doesn't mean I'm giving up finding her.
Derrick hasn't shown his face to me ever since I gave him the assignment to find her, he feels like a failure for not finding her so far, hence the reason why he has refused to show his face, maybe coupled with the fact that I might actually shoot him if he walks through that door without her.
Confirming that the tie is in the middle, I stepped away from the mirror, like an everyday routine, I stared at Camilla's protriat which was hung just next to the mirror.
