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Alex is surprised to look up to the upper right hand corner of her classroom to and find that her favorite student is missing. It's been 6 months since she started a relationship with Daniela and she's spent 8 months being her teacher. Throughout all of this time not once has Daniela missed a class, it was definitely cause for concern.
The young professor manages to get through the class with ease, though she is extremely worried. She hopes everything is okay with her girlfriend but she can't go check on her herself, at least not today.
This evening she has a dinner to attend to with her husband. They are dinning with his boss, who is the director of all of the local colleges in the area, and unfortunately it's something she couldn't miss.
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It seems that for the past two weeks my husband has kept me busy and unable to see my girlfriend other than in the classroom. A part of me suspects that he knows something but I try to push the thought aside and decide that maybe it's just a coincidence.
Admittedly, two weeks without Camila is much too long and I miss her like crazy. We text though, and every once in a while we sneak in a phone call, but it's definitely not the same. Not to mention that they're always far too short.
Today though she hasn't answered my texts and even now as Ronny is driving us to the dinner with his boss I realize it's been too long. I currently hate myself for being that girl but she never takes this long to answer a text from me, and she hasn't picked up her phone either.
I can hear Ronald speaking to me but it's nothing but muffled noise to me since all of my thoughts are concentrated on where Camila could be and if she's okay. I feel a twist in my stomach at the possibility that something is wrong with her.
Once we arrive at dinner I do my best to put on a brave face. After all, if they ask me what's wrong I can't tell them that I'm concerned about my mistress. So instead of displaying my feelings I do my best to smile and engage in polite conversation with the people at the table. They seemed nice enough, but I only made myself a part of the conversation when it was completely necessary. Ron's boss apparently thought it'd be a good idea for him to get an assistant since he's been falling behind on his paperwork so my husband assured him he'd start a search for one soon.
During the car ride back home Ronny tried to find out what was wrong with me but I gave him the cheapest excuse in the book and told him I was PMSing.
I kept looking at my phone and realized it was now 10pm and Camila has showed no sign of life all day. This isn't normal and I sense the sinking feeling in my stomach isn't going to go away until I see her. I need to know that she's okay.
Every part of me wants to just get in my car and go see her, but what exactly am I supposed to tell my husband? It's too late to use any work excuse and other than Keana I don't have any friends that I can fake an emergency with. Since the young model is currently in NY she's not an option either.
It's 11:15, and my husband is fast asleep on the couch. I guess I can go now that he's passed out but there is always a chance he'll wake up and find me missing. What would I tell him then?
Apparently that's something I'd have to figure out if it happens because my worry about Camila is far greater than my worry about coming up with an excuse to tell my husband. I quickly find myself behind the steering wheel and on my way to Camila's apartment. Even though I've never been a religious person I find myself silently praying that she's okay, I can't lose her too.
As soon as I arrive I lift up the potted plant to find the spare key is missing.
What the hell is going on?
