DEMISitting here, drowning in questions and worry won't help. Since his phone is off, I decide the best I can do is check his apartment first. I hail a cab and quickly jump in, at the same time yelling the address.The drive seems slower and I want nothing but to jump onto the wheel to take over, but I can't. The driver looks already exhausted by my impatience."Could you please drive a little faster?"He's heard that from me at least five times.This time, he ignores it.When we finally arrive, he looks relieved, and his glare tells me, I'm the most annoying person he's driven. I don't have the luxury to give a damn about what strangers think of me. Right now my focus is on whether Ernest is okay.The elevator is the fastest way to get to the 12th floor, but even it feels slower this time. I'm holding my hope that he's at home, safe and sound. That would mean nothing bad happened, right?Yeah, and it would also mean, he stood me up on our anniversary.His door is locked, but luckily
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