(Damian's POV)
It's been two days since my wife left the house.
Fernandez stood by the side so quietly that he and the wall looked as if they were painted together. He didn't say a word or did anything that called attention to himself, but I kept looking at him from time to time.
What had sapphire discussed with him?
Did he know where she was going?
I promised myself that I wasn't going to look for her and I meant it.
I was clear headed enough to realize that I had been falling for her before all these chaos came along.
But it was better this way. I was Damian Blackwood, I could kill my feelings just as fast as they came.
"Dammyboo?" Mira called out to me.
"Mm?" I answered absentmindedly, my mind completely elsewhere.
"I'm hungry." She whined.
"We can go out and get food or Fernandez can send a lesser bodyguard to buy it." I replied softly.
"Can't he cook?" She snapped and sent him a nasty look. "What is he being paid for?"
