Diego aka Arrow's POV
“Katie… it's Diego. Listen, I need you to call me back. It's important. Please." I sighed, hanging up the phone after leaving one of countless voicemails.
My heart ached for the woman whose continued absence caused my soul to bleed with worry. The unknowns of what-ifs constantly skated through my mind on repeat, spinning circles, making her the only thing I could think of. The only thing I wanted to think of.
“I say we just break into her apartment and wait for her," Marcell grumbled next to me.
“I already told you, Marcell, if she's not answering my calls, what makes you think she'd be happy with us sitting in her living room, waiting like two serial killer stalkers?" I bantered back.
“Just as happy as she's going to be when she learns that we've been sitting
