[Diego’s POV]
My eyes grow wide as shock rushes through me over what Chanel has just told me. After so many years of searching for Annemarie with no luck here, she was in the same f*****g city as Rosalie. What were the f*****g chances?
"Diego, are you still there?” Chanel asks when the silence drags on too long. “Or have you already run off to search?”
“No, I’m still here.” I say. “Thanks for the information.” I continue. “If you get to know anything else, be sure to tell me.”
“Roger that.” Chanel chirps. “But do me a favor and bring my friend home.”
For a moment, I don’t speak as her words make my heart squeeze painfully.
“I’m trying.” I sigh. “Anyway, I’ll talk to you later. There’s something I need to do.”
Hanging up, I head out of the room and then into the living room, where Ka
