Chapter 43 – Empty Sheets
Tristen Upon waking, I knew it was late in the morning. I never slept late, I was always the first rise and last to retire. Last night, I honestly had thought I would not sleep at all, the only thing I could do was watch my Flicka’s sleeping face. A smile pulling at my lips at the thought of her face, I reached out for her. Wanting to bring her the embrace and security of my arms. Finding only cold empty sheets my eyes shot open as I sat upright looking around the room for her. “Fee?” When there was no response, and no sign of her, my throat dropped into my stomach as I stood from the bed. My voice projecting, I could feel my control slipping, “Fee!” Taking large steps I ripped the door to the bathroom open. My heart sinking when I could not find her, I almost felt as if a blade cut thro
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