Ethan's POV

I stared at the pile of documents on my desk begging for my attention, but I just simply couldn't bring myself to work.

Rachel had been on my mind since in the morning, all I could think of was her.

I so badly wanted to know if she was alright, or at least back from her visit to her family home, but she didn't have a working phone any longer, so I couldn't contact her.

Oh shit, I could just call home.

The moment the idea came to me, I picked up my phone and called Victoria, my house manager.

The old lady was elated when she saw...