someone walks up to her , her gaze shifting to the other’s features and she could tell straightaway that the woman was concerned - like herself - tasmim , alejandra doesn’t want to ask the question , but she does - her voice is rushed - words a mess. “ have you heard from anton ?? i texted him last night , he didn’t reply - and this morning , and today - i don’t know where he is ” - she doesn’t want to hear the answer , she already knows what it is , but she’s going c r a z y. where was he ?? “ tasmim , i need to find him - i can’t let anything happen to him - i’m losing my mind i can’t ” - she shakes her head , the thought tears through her heart - it tears through her entire being , her sould - it wrecks her - “ i can’t fucking lose him. ”