Chapter 17

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Romeo

The bright lights invaded the room and it wasn't welcomed well by my eyes at all. In fact it only caused me to squint in order for me to adjust.

I was feeling less wholesome as I was last night and took me a little to realise that Amara was no longer in my arms. Instead they were bare and in need of only her touch.

Beginning to rise myself from the bed I wondered over to the bathroom where I assumed she would be, taking a shower or something.

Nope. Not in there.

My mind kept calm as my assumptions made me wonder from the room to the kitchen and living room to check.

She wasn't there either.

The tranquility of my actions now changed as my heart beat began to quicken.

"Antonio!" Yelling from the living room dressed in only a pair of black tracksuit bottoms that hung nicely on my lower body.

Emerging from the hallway Antonio was dressed ready for the day, unlike me.

"Yes sir?" His face gave a concerned and inquisitive look.

"Have you seen Amara anywhere?" My voice was still husky from the bright morning.

Antonio's face began to screw up as he slowly shook his head. Giving me the exact answer I didn't want.

"Where the fuck is she?" Instantly anger began to pour from my body and I stormed through the house looking for her.

She was literally nowhere to be found. Antonio and I searched the entire place and there was nothing. Even her clothes were gone from the laundry room.

"What's wrong Romeo, I can hear you shouting all the way from my room?" Cosimo entered the kitchen in nothing more than pyjama bottoms and a loosely fitted top, scratching his head and yawning while he walked.

"Have you seen Amara?" I questioned, almost in an interrogative way.

"Woah woah. No I haven't. Not since last night." He assured me, slightly backing away and heading toward the refrigerators.

"Check the security cameras." Cosimo yawned out.

Why the hell didn't I think of that?

Antonio and I both clambered over toward the security room where there were several screens posted up on the wall showing absolutely every inch of the house. Apart from my room of course.

We began scampering through the video footage from the whole night starting around the time Amara and I fell asleep. Around 2:30.

Nothing was catching our eyes until 5:43 rolled around and immediately my eyes focused on the front door camera.

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