ONE WEEK LATER.
Shawn Crest.
Sitting in the conference room, I run a hand through my temple, sighing distressed in the office, as Kaitlin went to get me a coffee.
Since my arrival back to the country, I began coming to work two days ago, whereas I had meetings to attend, along with overview to sight.
For the past days, I've been engrossed with Nico's case, as we still haven't found him or heard anything else from the people responsible. We awaited their call, but nothing came, which in other words caused a massive frustration, and distress to Bonnie.
I miss her, I miss her laugh, I miss her scolding me, I miss her advice, I miss her lips, I miss her body and everything about her, which is another reason for my disordeliness.
Ever since the incident which happened a week ago, whe
