David’s POV
The room felt wrong the moment I opened my eyes. It was too quiet—so still it made the hairs on my arms stand up. No sound of running water from the bathroom. No soft footsteps moving across the floor. No faint hum of her voice singing under her breath like she always did in the mornings.
I reached across the bed. Cold sheets. Empty space.
My heart jumped into my throat.
“Susan?” My voice echoed against the walls, coming back to me like a cruel reminder that I was alone.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and got up quickly. The air felt heavier than usual. I walked through the penthouse, checking each room as if she might suddenly appear, smiling at me the way she used to. I searched everywhere, shouting her name at the top of my voice, and inquired of my staff if t
