Reset| Lucie Silvas
(Source: artesemfronteiras)
NO! Please don’t—I don’t want her to see me like this.
Spence…it can’t be…that bad. She needs her father. You’ve been gone for so long…we—we all need you. Need to see you.
Yeah. Alive. I’m….breathing.
Dallas and I…we’re on our way to see you. I love you Spencer…it’s going to be okay.
Spence! Baby…are…are you…oh god…You’re alive!
(Source: spencer--malone)
Calm down Caroline, it’s alright, we’ll figure it out. I know Spencer wouldn’t just up and leave but you’re pregnant and you worrying isn’t good for anyone. You leave the worrying to me, as well as everything else.
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did you hear anything? See anything? Or has anyone told you anything?
But I can’t. I can’t not worry about him. Let’s just say it, lay it out there. Sylvester has him. What other explanation is there? He shot Cynthia.
No. Last I heard, Spence was in his office looking over the stats and numbers from the company and when I went to go check on him, he wasn’t there. He was gone. He never just up and leaves like that. There wasn’t a note, nothing. 
I can’t help but worry or, or think the worst has happened, Dad.
Dad…I can’t get a hold of him. The police haven’t found anything but I have a feeling that someone…somethings wrong. Very wrong. He wouldn’t leave me and Dallas, and the twins. Not like this. Something is wrong very wrong! 
Just in time for the party.
I brought the favors, care to bring the food?
What did you do, Sylvester?
Where’s my husband?
Text: None. I’m at my wits-end, Ella. I’ve been sitting by the phone. The police said if they heard anything they would let me know. But, I have a feeling that I cannot trust them. I don’t know what to do.

