Trevor POV
My head is pounding, and my mouth feels like I ate sand paper. I roll over and reach for Clarice, but her side of the bed is completely cold. The events of yesterday come rushing back with the force of a tidal wave. F**k I scream before I rush to the bathroom and empty my stomach.
When I'm finally done, I get up and quickly brush my teeth. I called Clarice a hundred times last night before I went to my office here in the house to try to numb myself with a bottle of bourbon. I have no idea where my wife is. My beautiful, perfect wife left without even giving me a chance to explain or beg her not to leave me.
How could she just leave? We have been together since college. We have been married for the last five years. Our marriage is amazing. We hardly fight and our s*x life is
