(Asher’s POV)
I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I drove through the rain-slicked streets. My heart pounded in my chest, frustration and fear clawing at me. I had barely stopped the car before jumping out, tugging the hood of my jacket over my head to conceal my face. My bodyguards followed closely behind, but I barely acknowledged them.
The first café I entered was warm and bustling with chatter. I approached the counter, lowering my voice.
“Hey, have you seen this girl?” I slid my phone forward, showing Aurora’s picture to the barista. The barista frowned, studying the image before shaking her head.
“Sorry, I don’t think so” I exhaled sharply, nodding before turning away.
The next restaurant was the same, no sign of her. Then another café. Then a sma
