Sienna’s POV
It had been days without him—not many, but long enough to know something was wrong. I hadn’t seen him, and he hadn’t called or texted me. Since we returned from the trip, he left saying he would be back, but he never did. I tried reaching out to him, but I couldn’t. When I asked Kate to ask Andrew, he admitted he wasn’t sure where Nic was. The house felt empty, the maids’ eyes filled with endless pity whenever they looked at me.
I tried calling Janet, but she didn’t pick up. A sinking feeling settled in my chest.
Pressing my forehead lightly against the glass of my bedroom window, I missed his voice—the way it wrapped around me like a shield. Slowly, I walked back to the bed and sank into the pillows, clutching the sheets as though they could somehow hold his warmth. The ma
