On his way back, Sebastian thought he caught a glimpse of someone familiar through the window of a passing yellow cab.
But he shook it off, thinking Whitney was probably still in bed, recovering.
He pushed down the weird, hollow feeling in his chest and walked inside like he always did. "Whitney, I got your soup. You should eat it while it's..."
Then he stopped cold.
The rest of the sentence died in his throat. The bed was empty.
His mind went blank, unable to comprehend where she had gone. "Whitney?"
He dropped the soup and ran to the nurses' station. They told him she'd checked out.
"Ms. Thorne discharged herself. She said you agreed to it..." The nurse's voice trailed off when she saw Sebastian's face go dark. "She didn't tell you?"
Sebastian's jaw tightened. He pulled out his p
