I woke up to the sound of someone shouting outside. It took me a second to realize I wasn’t in my room and another one that it was dark outside again. When we went to bed, it had been early morning, which meant we had slept all day. My stomach was rumbling with hunger, so Sarah was probably even more famished.
I turned to her side, opening my mouth to suggest we got breakfast — or dinner — in bed, when I noticed the empty side. I rose to my elbows, looking around in search of her, then realized her scent was old. She hadn’t been in bed for at least a few hours and her bag was gone from the door.
I kicked the covers off and stumbled to my feet, stopping to pick up my pants on my way to the door. I slipped them on and yanked the door open, looking around. I followed her scent down th
