I threw the pillows on the bed to the floor. The bed was tidy, there was nothing on it. I pulled on the white bedsheets dusting it to see if anything will fall out but there was nothing. I bent down, checking under the bed but it wasn't there. My heart was beating very fast, my stomach churned from nervousness. I couldn't have lost it. I tried remembering the last time I had had it on but nothing came to mind.
I was sweating, I was scared. I checked the side table and the small bookshelf in the room but nothing, I couldn't find it.
I was standing at the centre if the room, I was biting on my finger as I tried thing harder of when last I'd seen it. Stacy walked in.
"El did you know that--" she stopped when she saw my expression. She moved closer asking me what was wrong.
"I think I lost
