Abaddon's eyes snapped open, the remnants of a restless sleep dissipating. His hand instinctively reached for Aurelia, but all he found was the cold emptiness of the bed. Confusion gave way to panic as he realized she was gone. A surge of adrenaline shot through him, dispelling the remnants of sleep.
He shot up, scanning the room frantically. The sheets beside him weren’t warm, indicating that she had been gone for a while. His gaze darted around the room, searching for any sign of her. Nothing.
"Aurelia!" he called out, his voice laced with urgency. The echo of his own voice rebounded off the walls, mocking his fear.
Abaddon leaped out of bed, his movements fueled by a mix of worry and frustration. He checked the bathroom, the closet, every conceivable hiding place, but she was nowh
