The next morning, golden sunlight filtered through the curtains and spilled across the bed.
Chris rolled over on instinct, reaching out to pull the woman sleeping beside him into his arms, only his hand met empty air.
He blinked his eyes open, and all his fingers found were cold, empty sheets. A cold, heavy dread dropped straight into his gut in an instant.
"Rose? Where are you?" Chris called her name several times, but the only answer that came back was dead silence echoing through the quiet house.
He grabbed his phone to check the time, and his blood ran cold. He had slept a full ten hours straight, and he hadn't even heard his alarm go off at all.
Panicked, Chris circled the empty house three times, rooting through every c***k in the sofa and checking every corner. He turned the w
