After eating at the cafe, Travis continued to search the apartment area. He showed photos of Phoebe to the people he met, even Taylor did that too but to no avail.
"Difficult ... why is it so hard," Travis said wearily, stopping on the terrace of an apartment.
"I don't know . . . Maybe we should just go home and find out who made her want to leave. I think that's the best solution," Taylor said, glancing around. "I'm sure she will continue to hide forever if she continues to feel uncomfortable. We have to find something that makes her feel in trouble ... because it's useless for her to come back if she's still feeling depressed," he continued.
"But I can't be without her." Travis leaned his body against the pillar. "It was so hard without her... I kind of lost my way... I lost my passion for life," he continued.
Taylor tapped Travis on the shoulder. "I know ... I know this must be hard for you because you've always been together," he said with pity.
