23
Sebastian
Zoey told me before the wedding that she planned to spend the weekend with her parents and the kids. When I didn’t hear from her, I didn’t think twice. Until I noticed Monday that her car was gone.
I walked into the Inn for lunch and found Gina in the kitchen. She was humming a tune and arranging a buffet for the guests who were around.
“Need any help?” I asked.
“Oh, yes, I do. It’s been far too long since I’ve had to do all this on my own.”
“It’s short-lived. Why isn’t Zoey here to help you?” I reached for the plate as she brushed her hands on her pink apron.
“She’s gone,” Gina said simply, as though it wasn’t news.
Everything inside me went still. I almost dropped the plate but regained my hold just in time. I shifted it to my other hand and forced the words out. “Go
