Chapter 14

A full week had passed since Spencer started his search for Elizabeth. With no news or leads, his depression deepened to the point where he began making mistake after mistake at work. Overwhelmed by longing, Spencer found himself alone at a club, drowning in drinks. He sat in a booth, bottle after bottle of whiskey lined up in front of him. The burn of alcohol did nothing to smother the suffocating ache in his chest. He had sent out team after team to find Elizabeth, but it seemed that she had vanished without a trace. For someone like Spencer, who used to treat women like accessories and changed them as easily as he changed suits, this kind of despair was completely foreign to him. Before Elizabeth, he had dated plenty of women, but none of them had left him this broken and hollowed out. He remembered how naive she had been back then, insisting that they would be together forever. He had known even then that he would never marry her. He had never once considered their relationshi