Where Were You Last Night?

Heath had been sitting in the living room since he woke up, his gaze fixed on a pair of blood-stained high heels on the coffee table.

Aurora's high heels.

Just moments ago, she was dancing gracefully, holding his hand, and then suddenly, they were separated by the crowd.

He knew, Eamon had confirmed it, the blood on the shoes wasn't hers.

So where was she?

"Boss, it's time for your medication," Kieran said, approaching with a glass of water.

Heath, clutching his shoulder, winced in pain and asked, "Have you found her?"

Kieran shook his head, remaining silent.

Heath held the water glass in his right hand, his head bowed, not uttering a word.

He couldn't care less about what relationship Aurora had with Dominic Ashcroft or whom she harbored in her heart. His mind was consumed with thoughts of her smiling face.

As long as she returned safely.

The doorbell rang.

Kieran stood up to open the door, seeing Aurora standing there. He thought he was dreaming.

Excitedly he shouted, "Boss! Miss Au