It was around ten already. I was not sleepy. I was nervous. More anxious. Where the hell was Damian? He would usually be home by nine? Three weeks already passed by since the announcement. Nothing happened. Everything has been going perfectly well, until now. I tried calling Damian several times but he wouldn't answer. My phone rang in my hand, giving me hope that it was him. But my hope was soon crushed when I realized that it was my sister. Maybe she would have an idea to where my boyfriend was.
"Any news from him, yet?" she asked, crushing this hope as well. I sighed and walked to the balcony.
"No" I breathed. It was so unlike him not to answer a call. I could hear Alena shuffling in the background.
"I'm coming" she said suddenly.
"What?" I asked in confusion.