Emily's POV.
I woke up feeling restless.
Not that I had slept much.
The clock on the wall read 9:43 AM, but I had been up for hours, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts refusing to settle. The weight of last night still clung to me, pressing against my chest.
I had said too much.
I had gone too far.
I knew it the second the words left my mouth, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t hold back. I had wanted to hurt him, and I had.
Now, Cole was nowhere to be found.
I sat at the kitchen counter, my fingers wrapped around a mug of coffee I had barely touched. The rich scent filled the air, but it did nothing to calm me. The silence in the house was deafening, and every time I glanced at the front door, a strange, uneasy feeling settled in my stomach.
Where had he gone?
I wasn’t g
