Everyone in my life thinks I'm crazy. They all think I should move on. After all, Marissa was declared dead two years ago. My fiancée. The love of my life. I'm a billionaire, one of the country's most eligible bachelors. Everyone thinks I should find a nice girl to settle down with, but I can't. Because I know Marissa is still out there, somewhere, and I can't live without her.
I'd know if she was dead. And until the day I die, I will never stop looking for her.
