The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

This is weird. Where did she go?

Lance called Travis, but the latter told him they hadn’t received any news from Sasha after the exhibition came to an end. Hence, they thought she had gone back to Avenport.

Panic gripped Lance.

He brought Vivian to the Blackwood residence. “Uncle Jackson, can you take care of Vivian? I need to head to Summerbank. Sha didn’t come home. I need to find her.”

He was anxious as he was still very young.

Jackson’s eyes widened in surprise. “What do you mean by she didn’t come home? She’s an adult. Did she get lost?”

Lance said nothing as his face paled visibly.

In the end, Jackson followed Lance over to Summerbank.

Two days passed, but Sasha was still nowhere to be seen.

It was as though she had vanished into thin air.

“Uncle Jackson, should we ask for Sebastian’s help? I’m worried about Sha,” Lance suggested, anxiety evident in his expression.

At the mention of that name, Jackson retorted furiously, “Why do we need his help? Sasha has nothing to do with him anymore! Let’s make a police report!”

He told Lance to make a police report.

Still, Sebastian found out about her disappearance soon.

Hayes, Ms. Wand went missing at the exhibition. A trading company, Hurricane Trading Company, brought her away to see some samples. She didn’t come

stopped working as his expression

swallowed nervously. “The company is legitimate and doing well. But, they claimed they never took part in

an instant, the air in the room

the man, Luke could see the color draining out of his boss’

them headed to Summerbank

Corporation’ employees, the police and relevant departments were dispatched in full force

efforts returned results that very

She’s in Crystal Hotel, located in

messenger in disbelief. He had already finished two packets of cigarettes in a

management told us she checked in five days ago and never

in Luke’s heart upon

came to Summerback to join in the search. Turns

could barely tamp down

Sebastian’s expression turned stony.

they headed to

police and the hotel owner waiting in front of Sasha’s room upon their arrival. They greeted

for is in the room. We’ve

“Open the door!”

ordered the door to be

hotel owner hastily swiped the key card to open the door. When

at a loss for

smart enough to disperse the crowd upon seeing his

went into the room and saw the woman lying in bed. Flames of anger licked through him at the sight as he yelled, “Sasha Ward, get