Damian's POV

It had been six months since Stella Harper vanished from my life without a trace.

Exactly one hundred and eighty-two days, thirteen hours, twenty-five minutes and… three seconds.

Four.

Five.

I stood at the door of my house, staring at the clock Sophie had given me, lost in numbers that only reminded me of Stella.

After Leah told me Stella had left and wasn't coming back, I did everything I could to find her. I even hired private investigators. Nothing. Stella had disappeared from the map as easily as she'd appeared.

At work, I still caught myself glancing toward the secretary's desk, but whoever's sitting there was never her. The new secretary made mistakes Stella never would have, and strangely enough, I didn't even feel like snapping at her.

I was living the most important phase of my life. Everyone respected me, feared me, or envied me. And yet… I felt nothing. It was like a piece of me was ripped out.

My father was ready to disinherit me. The company n