Morgan POV

It's been two days since I last saw Tricia. No one knew her whereabouts. I tried blaming the guards but could not.

After all, I told them to guard the door and not every corner. If only I had told them to guard every corner of the house, she wouldn't be able to escape.

As for how I got to know that she escaped, I saw her footprint on the back floor and wall.

"Morgan!" Alex, one of my friends, called. "You've been dull. Don't tell me it's all because of Tricia."

It is. I ...