Bonnie Dane.
The search for Nico goes on and on, and so does my heart beating a million times faster than I could count.
My head in denial, still pushing the thought that Nico has been kidnapped, as my legs tap the floor continuously, waiting on when the cops would arrive.
I get up from my seat, as I start to pace from left to right, waiting for Shawn to get off the phone.
"And it's your f*****g job!" Shawn curses through the phone, making me halt my pace. He hangs up from the call, as he runs a hand through his hair, distressed and worried also.
Just like me.
He glances at me, as his eyes softens before he begins to walk towards me. "Hey," he speaks first, his eyes trying to hold serenity in them. "How are you holding up?" he asks.
"I don't know, I don't know at all. All I ca
