Sawyer Miller had been in look for his wife who went missing for five years. Who happened to be planning his wedding with another woman.
Chapter 1 Gabriella
Sawyer Miller
I sat on my bed looking at a woman who was sleeping peacefully next to me while I can't even close my eyes without thinking about my wife who went missing for five years. I been looking for her like crazy ever since I woke up from coma five years ago. I stood up and walked to my walking closet pulled my track pants and hoodie and walked back to my bedroom "How long are you going to keep on doing this for ?"a person I thought was sleeping asked sitting properly on the bed while looking at me "Just go back to sleep"I replied wearing my hoodie "Look Sawyer I know I am not Gabriella but can you just give me a chance ? We are getting married in a space of few months and you haven't touched me yet worse thing we are sleeping on the same bed"she said as pain lingered on her words
"I am not in the mood"I said taking my car keys on my drawer "Sawyer when are you going to be in a mood ? I am your fiance I deserve to be loved as much as you love Gabriella"she stood up and walked towards me swaying her hips in a seducing way I think. I looked at her getting irritated by her nagging of wanting my attention. I didn't asked her to be here and no one can take Gabriella's place in my heart including her. She stood Infront of me taking my hands in her small hands looking at me "Please Sawyer. Just forget about Gabriella and focus on us. I can make you happy even though I am not her but I can try if you just give me a chance" She put her hands on my cheeks looking at me begging. I removed her hands on my cheeks"The thing is you are not Gabriella and you will never be"I walked away without even waiting for her response. I opened the kitchen door that lead to my car. I got in and drove away increasing speed as I kept on passing the buildings in a speed of lightning not carrying about colliding with another cars. Maybe that's a good thing to do.
I parked my car near my second home which is a bar. Yeah ever since Gabriella went missing bar has become my second home,where I vent my anger,my pain,my feelings. Where I can get drunk without being judged or having someone to tell me how to live my life without Gabriella which is something I won't do in my entire life. How can I live my life without my heart ? Without my source of living ? Without the love of my life ? I got out of the car and went inside finding people drinking,some making out on the couches,some grinning on each other on the dancing floor. I sat on the bar chair "Good evening Sir what do you want this evening?"the bartender asked looking at me "The usual"I replied "Infact keep them coming with tequilas"I ordered looking at him.