23. Lorenzo
“Athena! Where the hell are you?” My voice bounced off the cold walls, louder than I intended, fury and panic mixing into a deep, ragged tone.
My chest heaved with every breath as I moved quickly across the room, scanning every corner, my movements sharp, restless.
This wasn’t a game. It couldn’t be.
“Are we playing hide and seek now?” I forced out, though the joke felt empty.
The bite in my tone echoed louder than any semblance of amusement. She had to be here. She couldn’t just vanish. Not from me.
‘We have to find her.’ Mark’s voice broke through my thoughts, sudden and forceful.
I paused, fingers curling into fists. ‘Why do you care?’ I growled back, moving toward the bathroom, my heart thudding in a rhythm too quick, too loud in my ears. The knot in my chest tigh
