Where is my mate?

Liam P.O.V.

It’s been four days. Four days since I found my mate and lost her again. Four days where I have called the book cafe and gotten the same answer “Maddie is still out sick. Sorry.” They don’t have her address and they told me she doesn't have a phone. What kind of person does not have a phone? I pace my office, Clara sitting in a guest chair checking her fingernails.

“This is your own fault entirely, bro.” She says, not helping my desperate mood at all. Mrs. Peterson said she would call if something changed, so I practically jump on the phone when it rings.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Blackmoon. This is Mrs. Peterson from the book cafe. I’m sorry to inform you, but Maddie quit her job today. She is sadly not coming back, sir.” What the actual fuck!

“Did she give a reason?”

“She is still sick, and she is not sure when she’ll be better. She doesn't want to leave us hanging one man short anymore. Bless her heart.” I close my eyes, my heart feeling heavy. She is gone. Why would she just