Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does.
DPOV:
He began looking for her. He drove and drove, asking people if they had seen this girl, showing her picture. Ever since the day she left, it had been raining, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly at the irony. It seemed as if the clouds followed every step in his desperate endeavor to find his Rose.
He went states over.
He never found her.
A/N: Until tomorrow (:
