Gone Missing

It all felt like a bad dream. Shawn watched as Sage got closer to the altar, a mocking look on her face.

"So, this is Serenity Fairchild." She had her eyes on Serenity. "Or, should I say 'Calista Whitaker '?"

Shawn clenched his fists, trying to quell the anger boiling inside him. He looked at Serenity, watching her eyebrows contort into a frown.

She turned her gaze to him now, "Shawn, who's this?"

Shawn felt his mouth quivering, as he struggled to come up with a perfect way to explain all this. However, Sage beat him to it.

"I must say, after spending that night with me, I was quite surprised that you didn't try to reach out." Sage feigned a dejected look. The woman deserved an Oscar.

Shawn glanced to see Serenity's reaction and watched as her face turned pale. But then, she took in a deep breath, as she faced Sage with renewed confidence.

“Excuse me, but who are you? And what do you mean you 'spent a night with Shawn'?” Her voice was oddly calm and calculative, but laced with an u