"Has anything come to mind?" He asks, noticing my appearance.
"It's Sasha." I say without thinking twice. "It just has to be her!"
"Natalie darling, we don't have to jump to conclusions and act rashly only guided by mere assumptions."
"Who else has access to my room?" I begin to pace, raking my fingers through the length of my hair.
"I perfectly understand you." He says to soothe my nerves. "But first of all, allow me to find it myself, you just sit down and relax." He holds my arm and leads me to the chair in the study. "Okay?"
I barely give a nod. Anything and everything would do so long as I find it.
He tilts down and pecks my forehead, before going about in search of the sprinkler bottle. He doesn't ask me any lead questions because right now is not the perfect time to. He just keeps searching the entire place like he's being paid to do so.
