~ROSINA~
I kept pacing all over the room in panic.
Suddenly, realizing that I don't have his number—neither Andrew's number—hits me harder than I had imagined.
How can I not have their numbers? They're my family.
Aren't they?
My heart irked at the thought of that.
Hastily, I stepped out of the room and walked towards the sitting room. My legs hit the stairs gently, with mixed emotions and fears.
He's deeply hurt. Where could he have gone?
I arrived at the living room, and I realized not even a single soul was here.
It's already midnight. Where could he have gone?
I checked the time, and my feet trembled, my eyes dazzling with unseen anger mixed with hurt.
Where could he have gone?
It's nighttime, almost 12 AM midnight, and he's nowhere to be found, including Andrew.
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